today

when I look back at

the days events and

what it means to me personally

it actually astounds me

profoundly

when I do go

and visit him

there are always leaves and sticks

sometimes a breeze

and sometimes not

the sky is blue like a shining shield

and I always come away

less awake

but it still touches me deeply

whether I talk or not

but I always

always

touch the headstone

to say hi

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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