Relative Confessions – Part 1
brother, son, friend
wistful warmth, your
chubby hand clasp
eager steps, boots
unlaced always
a worried voice, future
unfolding uncertain
sharp gaze, gentle
dove like; tiger raw
Urn glistened, fugitive
arms holding; pieces of us
set you home, be fearless
we follow just behind
you taught, impermanence
our pending lessons
were yours to bear
to taste, an aching love
damnest of all tears
for abundance, you postmarked
sweetest of all smiles
NaPoWriMo – Countdown day 6
