To kindly speak of His light and goodness,
In words that echo through realms of endlessness.
A tale of grace, radiant and pure,
In kindness expressed, a bond secure.

With gentle whispers, hearts do extol,
The virtues that shine, the purest soul.
His light that guides through darkest night,
Bringing hope and love, a celestial sight.

In every story woven in kind words spun,
His goodness revealed, like the morning sun.
To speak of His light, His boundless grace,
In every kind word, a sacred space.

For in His light, love finds its way,
Guiding us through each passing day.
To kindly speak of His endless love,
Is to honor the divine from above.

In every conversation, each heartfelt prayer,
His light and goodness, beyond compare.
So, let kind words weave a tapestry bright,
Of His light and goodness, forever in sight.

Only thy heart, dear Maggie, if you ask,
Holds secrets and dreams within its flask.
A treasure trove, where feelings reside,
In whispered echoes that love can't hide.

In moments shared, in tender embrace,
Thy heart reveals, in its sacred space.
Its beats tell stories, woven so fine,
In every rhythm, a tale entwined.

Only thy heart, if you inquire,
Holds passions, aflame like a burning fire.
In its chambers, emotions sail,
A love's diary, an ancient tale.

Through laughter's dance or tears that fall,
Thy heart stands true, through it all.
Its echoes resonate in love's gentle art,
Only thy heart, dear Maggie, holds its part.

In every beat, a whispered plea,
A tale of love that's meant to be.
Its rhythm echoes, a cherished task,
Only thy heart knows, if you ask.

Sometimes it's okay to disassociate,
to tune out the world and be sad.
Go for a walk, put on some music,
do what you need to do
to ease the pain.
Remember,
there is no rush
for this is what it means
to be human.

i wish you would do the same.

i am so tired
but
everything that
exhausts me
keeps me
awake
at night

When I was a teen you Texas two-stepped me around the floor
When the family went to Eddie's Country Ballroom.  
You insisted we learn to dance.
"Just relax.  Follow me." you'd say "1-2-3, 1-2-3, see?" And I did.
When older, you walked me down the aisle of Grace Episcopal Church.
As we slowly stepped in metered step, we moved down the aisle in a kind of a dance.
"Just lean on me." you said.  And I did.