Friday, August 28, 2020

Happy Birthday

one year ago
you looked at me
through your plastic window
outside the post office
on MLK

you smiled at me
a little awkwardly
from his right hand
I wept with joy
and wept and wept

far beyond the parking limit
because it was really you
visiting me
after so many years
of not knowing when

or how I'd see you again
so I carried you home
and I still do
everywhere I go
forty days and nights

you worked with me
sat with me
wept with me
prayed with me
interceded for me

you beheld me
and held me
when you reached God
our shared hope
one year ago

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