Saturday, July 11, 2015

New day

She hears me at night
muffled cries that I find myself
trying to hide from my dogs
Indigo sneaks up to the loft
lays her golden head across my heart
ours beat together
just like Rick's open heart used to
allowing me to see things
in simple light
sometimes despite the day
the light has dimmed
Today is a struggle
Finding myself paddling his kayak
tide pushing me in directions I was working against
My hope for the day and night
to find a quiet place inside
where her heart and mine beat as one
and we fall asleep
dreaming of his heart joining ours
giving us the strength and courage
for the new day dawning

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