I stopped thinking about how you would
react to something I do years ago. The red
cardinal bird reminds me all the time
of the brown color of your eyes. Death descends
and takes away hope. It takes away
all the achievements you have missed
while sleeping. If only I could
combine my tears with confetti
to celebrate your death and my life
in one afternoon. I could sit
with your ghost and tell you
about all the stories you missed.
Besides myself, first thing I would
tell you is thank you for protecting
my son from being hit by a car,
from his injuries, I know it was you.
(and so does he)
Thank you for watching over us
and wiping my tears when I drive.
I know it was you. Thank you
for reminding me of what is
important even when I cannot
hear your voice, it still…
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