April 2nd
1 min readApr 3, 2020
As you stepped to me
The sun pushed asideAll the broken
that wind so often catchesand your voice,
unlike you, cracked.you fell to my lap like holding your breath and
laughing.I’ll never forget
this moment……on the deck as the start of
another thing light madelike it knew you were all
I ever needed.(ICR)
