And in the
pieces of
your day
do you
ever read
my poems
to yourself
out loud,

or send a
thought
in open
cloud sky
my way,

do you
feel the
ever so
light change
of season
in your life.

where now you
sense,

by reading these
poems there
is now something
different in
your world,

perhaps a
smile unexpectedly
or a
giggle that
you can't
figure out
why,

or you
see a
place that
you have seen
a thousand
times before,

but somehow
today it somehow
looks differently.

these are
the pieces of
you I now
share and
shape these
words upon
this paper.

and because of
that I am wiser
still,

and also quieter
in thought.

at the
moment that
one day I
might hear
your heartbeat
near.

and  we
might sit
across a
table,

for a cup of
coffee or
two.