And think of
Me like your
Cozy keeping you
Warm while the
Rest is cold
Think of me
As your mittens
Keeping your fingers
Together and protected
While shaping snowballs
Think of me
As your fan
Cooling you as
The heat of
The world makes
You sweat and
Finally think of
Me as your
Sleep bathing you
In such private
Things as dreams
We are like
Magnets sometimes fighting
To get away
While at others
So strongly attracted
That we simply
Slap against each
Other we are
Like old stale
Jokes that bring
Erupting laughter despite
Their habitual reappearance
Sometimes we’re calm
Like a Honolulu
Beach at sunrise
But mostly we’re
Like a letter
Finding its comfort
Inside its envelope
We’re not meant
To be together
Yet here we
Are always together
My dear boy
I’m simply wondering
I don’t know
Which is worse
You with a
Blank uncharted future
Awaiting your discovery
Or me a
Weary time worn
Traveler riddled with
My past memories
What I do
Know is this
To each of
Us comes the
Exact same heartache
For your heart
Is empty while
Mine is bursting
At its seams
And there last
Night and at
Long last you
Fluttered and pruned
Stepped cautiously out
Caught a wind
Of promise spread
Your wings dropped
Suddenly and took
Your eventual flight
Leaving me now
With but an
Empty nest and
The knowledge that
I’ve done my
Job giving to
This world my
Very own precious
And rare treasure
My dear boy
And off you
Went with your
Knight in shining
Armor the one
That I promised
You that you’d
Find if patient
And return to
Me you did
Telling me tales
Of adventures quests
And moonlit linens
As my old
Heart sang at
Last for at
Last you found
Your very own
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 