Wednesday, June 17, 2009

For Chris



Stronger each day,

the heart, the will.

I cry until my breath is still.

Strong, you stay.

Before,

you would have run away.

Not any more.

We grow together

like the circle I promised to never

remove from my hand.

Able to withstand,

Your courage becomes

for my heart a home.



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