And like the
Start of one
Thing and the
End of another
Like the warmth
Of summer meeting
The crisp fall
Or the blanket
Of leaves comforted
By snow we
Have met here
In the middle
Of everything else
Category: Morning
FutureEverything (for Javian)
And then when
Hope seems lost
A hand reaches
Down and turns
Up your chin
And there smiling
Down upon you
Is your future
Like a bright
Sun breaking through
The leaves of
Despair bathing you
In the light
Of another day
Turn towards its
Smiling face knowing
You are alive
SnowFlake (for Javian)
And then there
Right before the
Holiday I stood
On my street
Head turned upwards
On that cold
Dark day mouth
Opened awaiting that
First landing of
A snowflake on
My tongue that
Is what meeting
You was like
Just for me
MagnaCarta
I have finally
Understood my own
Sadness on the
Pursuit of happiness
I have forgotten myself
So concerned about
Others I lost
Track of me
Like setting
A falcon free
Of tether and
Hood I myself
Flew free and
Disappeared like a
Winged dot on
The horizon yet
Knowing at some
Point I’d return
To me of which
I now have
Back to roost
I no longer
Want others I
Simply want me
This is not
Selfish it is
However now Grand
Corner
And like a
Child on his
First bicycle free
Of feet I
Fly wind in
Hair adventure in
Heart I ride
Down my street
And now turn
The corner and
Down the lane
Finally growing up
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 