with words to live large by



I am not the first to find love

or to have felt hatred

to be lost and then found

cry only to laugh uncontrollably

have the answer and then know nothing at all

ask why, then understand

stand strong while losing ground


beg for mercy

find determination amongst discouragement

remember to forget

bear witness while ignoring others

be afraid to be brave

then be brave while feeling afraid

show gratitude

throw stones

smile through the bruising

find redemption

I wont be the last


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We lead with you

and follow with the names of those

we love, pour our secrets into diaries after you

begin our letters to legends, or fabled visitors with you


We formally address those we don’t know

and speak to someone named “John” when we

fall out of love


We call out to you to make sure

you are near, while climbing over life’s

obstacles pleading for you


We look for you in the dark,  stay

surprised by you.  Witness happiness

with you, sadness too


We preface you with two letter words

Championing the good displayed by people

Scrutinizing the horror displayed by people


We beg for mercy with you

Pray to the divine with you

Begin with

End with






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I entered the room

your still shrinking body was dwarfed by the bed

clinically white save but for your mauve shawl

which played with the silver of your hair

and the light of day streaming in from the window

You spied one eye open

and held your hand out for mine

Cold hands, warm hearts

We talked about you

your dreams and the visitors

from the past and the present

You knew and so did I that

this was our time, albeit limited

Life is an accumulation

of connected moments

I was grateful for the connection

felt blessed to bear witness

we sat holding hands

while the light faded

so did you