Saturday, January 9, 2021

For a friend, already lost (Day 1451)


when you slipped

a feather   a wish

from between the pages

with love   hoping 

for a long catch-up chat 

sometime soon

17 years ago   & longer

patient   ordinary

your upturned face 

delighting in the kindness

of falling snow   the fragility 

of a human heart   

glowed   a garden written 

in smiles   & only tears 

could have dimmed this

powerful light   & I 

want to tell you how no one 

ever has   told me   that   

not since the first   

the only   time   we met 


© 2021 by Hannah Six

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