Holding space and room to grow.
Finding all one needs to know.
Crouching low.
Then in passing, I let it go.
Goodbyes have happened time and again.
Brought to the surface a new friend.
Through it all, I keep searching
For the one who compliments and respects
me for me and nothing less.
Amid the changes; comfort is found
in knowing that somethings stay around.
The worn out jokes we like to toss back and forth.
The eye roll worthy phrases we use to crack a joke.
It comforts me in this time of need
To have the past provide, a little sample of our love to feed
our souls tonight.
walking through the forest
she came upon a stream
flowing sparkling
pretty as can be
she paused to drink it in
the scene in front of her
when a loud chirp
sounded by her ear
a flash of red flew near
looking round to her delight
he perched merrily within sight
chirpping quietly as if to say
‘this is a very fine day’
she nodded yes
it really is
a fine day for a walk and a new friend
