You came to me
In a dream.
Together we looked
For a glass figurine.

We finally found
The transparent bird
In an antique drawer
Split in thirds.

I pressed the pieces
Against one another--
Our love,
Like an invisible glue.

For, that little bird
regained its wings
and away you flew.

You were at peace,
Ready to leave.
And I made a promise:
I'll take care of your girls
(Your glass figurines).