The rain came
At night like
Dripping ghouls and
Goblins saturating everything
In a moist
Blanket some falling
Still I wait
Patiently like a
Bumblebee for the
First shaft of
The drying sunshine
Category: Kindness
OverAgain
Friends and lovers
Have shed like
The peeling of
Paint from weathered
Prairie barns fallen
The leaves of
Autumn or the
Coats of dogs
All gone now
I stare at
New beginnings like
Squinting at the
Sun after dark
Clouds passed by
Bond
Disappointed I am
By men that
Promised then canceled
I’m a man
In a world of
Boys I keep
My word while
They use it
Like a toy
Done I am
Until they all
Grow up and
Understand that your
Word is bond
BeYou
I have found
That in life
Being you the
You that you
Were meant to
Be is less
Scary than being
What you’re not
Celebrate you every
Day because it’s
Your uniqueness that
God breathed into
Your soul on
The special day
You were born
Treehouse
Alone at last
Now attractive like
The litters runt
People want me
But I’m hidden
Like a tide
Pool crab under
An outcrop of
Rock alone again
And private like
A child retreating
To his treehouse
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 