Try to remember
This my boy
Life is less
About what you
Do and more
About what you
Do in the
Face of what
You do that
Matters most ultimately
Category: Jay
MorningWithYou
Awake I am
Writing with you
Asleep around me
Your breathing shallow
Keeps time with
These words stirring
You feel my
Distance even in
Sleep rolling next
To me you
Grab my hand
Away from the
Keyboard placing it
Upon your chest
Where I feel
You beat this
Morning giving pause
To these words
SorryAboutThat
And like a
Cold winter blast
We became frozen
Stuck where we
Were huddling in
Place waiting for
The gale to
Finish its furry
Now the icycles
That we became
Are being warmed
By the sun
Thawing and splashing
Into the cistern
That we are
Fresh and clear
GlassRoom (for Jay)
My dear boy
I know that
You feel like
A fly trapped
Inside a glass
Room trying to
Find its way
Out you can
See what’s over
There but you
Can’t reach it
One day you’ll
Either get used
To being inside
Or trust that
A window will
Crack and you’ll
Be set free
To buzz about
Spider
And this morning
As I enjoyed
My coffee the
Strangest spider kept
Dancing across thigh
Hand and finger
I swatted plucked
And pinged it
Off me until
I realized that
It was you
Visiting me in
Your sleep reminding
Me with your
Little dance that
You’re still here
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 