And you said
Write for me
Don’t you know
Already by now
That when I
Write about you
I’m writing for
Myself by recalling
You as I
See simply you
I’m a selfish
Man capturing your
Beauty in words
Holding you captive
Here for only
Me to see
Category: happines
CharlotteMorn
And far off
Behind the tree
Line Canadian geese
Honk preparing for
Flight now they
Approach like Mardi
Gras revelers in
Strategic formation swooping
Like Heaven’s angels
At the rapture
Now past everything
Returns to quiet
This Charlotte morn
Friend
Oh and like
That one star
That I spy
On the East
Horizon you lay
In your bed
Just as luminous
Hovering there it
Outshines the others
Giving definition to
The heavenly orbs
Just as you
Give definition to
The word friend
Newness
The end of
Something is never
Easy but is
Required to start
Something new we
Hear the oooo’s
And aahhh’s of
Autumn but never
The wish to
Be a leaf
For just one
More sweet day
TeenyTinyThings
It is simply
Simple the simplest
Of things those
Tiny moments that
Second that so
So slowly ticks
By the easiest
Of things the
Smallest of sounds
The pleasurable sigh
The hiccup on
A busy day
The chagrin the
Teeny tidbit the
Thing thought insignificant
These things are
The things that
I remember most
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 