Category: poetry

If I grow old enough to forget   
Or sad enough to despair 
Or mad enough to lose touch   
Be a good friend and remind me   
Of that winter time when my kids were young   
   
Help me recall the quiet white   

Everyone will remember this as a dark time
But not me

History books will talk about viruses, murders, fires, lies
But not love, naturally
scholars can’t comprehend this mystery

What I remember most vividly from this year
Is a grey 

I start with an apology:
I’m sorry I didn’t write earlier
I took a while because I was afraid
that my words wouldn’t be good enough
to capture these miracles I’ve seen.
That is obvious now; they never will.

(Some 

On the night you came into this world
Your mother and I listened together
Hand in hand
To all our love songs
The water broke as the second one played
And we kept on listening
I felt infinite love for