It is said
That you stumble
Into love that
It catches you
As you fall
Awkwardly at life
Once tripping your
Outstretched arms held
Me helped me
Steadied me put
Me on my
Feet and walked
With me until
I walked alone
At which point
You then disappeared
Sometimes love appears
Like the hands
Of God when
We’re our worst
Making us better
I miss you
This best love
At first you
Were the espresso
Hot slightly bitter
Smooth and small
Now years later
We’ve outgrown that
Now we’re a
Concoction of things
Some silky some
Steamy a dollop
Of this that
Now hangs on
Lips causing laughter
We are now
Our little lattes
Sprinkled with the
Spice we are
After the storms
Of you swept
Through soaking everything
And uprooting even
My oldest oaks
The sun broke
Free I’m following
It across the
Sky rather than
Chasing you and
Your silly rainbows
And once again
Once the excitement
Of the newness
Has worn off
Like a birthday bike
I lean against
The garage wall
Never taken out
For an adventure
Once shiny new
Now I’m old
Tarnished and rusty
Not even my
Bell sings but
Simply tinly taps
If only once
My streamers flew
I’d know what
Freedom is like
Why oh why
Am I passed
Over for something
Shiny and new
Sometimes in life
If we’re lucky
We meet someone
That is empty
That is capable
Of absorbing us
Taking away strife
Once filled with
Us they mirror
Allowing us to
See just ourselves
It’s a tremendous
Gift because we
Then fall in
Love with us
Then they us
They are magical
You to me
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 