Sunday, November 25, 2018

Pieces

Your voice
Your touch
Your eyes
That look
The challenge
The joy
My rudder
My future
I look for you everywhere
      in everyone
There is no you in them
You set the standard
       became the standard
I gave you pieces of me
        I can’t get back
Pieces that left holes
         no one else can fill
Pieces - rearranged - into a
          different kind of whole