—I’M HAPPY TO BE SAD, I’M SAD THAT YOU ARE GONE, BECAUSE IF I WAS FEELING NOTHING, SOMETHING WOULD BE WRONG

 

 

Seasons

 

 

I want a 

   walk that

keeps its promise 

   daffodils preening 

swallows swirling 

   the sun unleashed 

everything dappled

   drowning in gold 

me clutching 

   your hand 

as we skip 

   through this season 

right on in

   to the next