my elder my friend

January 7, 2011

i feed the birds here
they remind me of you.
how close you are
to the earth and trees.

I can almost see that tall Alder, spruce
outside your door
the single crack in the yellowed linoleum floor

the eves in the snow
with last weeks rabbit hanging

i remember breathing in
the cold winter’s air.
listening to your stories, your strength

at a time when i had none of my own
So many people. I am honored to know.
I am fortunate. I am rich. I am blessed…indeed.

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