Friday, June 30, 2017

June's Lullabye

Summer storms whisper
nearly silent promises while

wind trembling gets
casually tangled up
in thoughts of you.

Sing a siren's song
of hope and love
for tonight or tomorrow

Thursday, June 29, 2017

Moral Support From the Finish Line

When summer gets here I will write to you every day. I will send you postcards from home and photos from everywhere we've ever wanted to go.

When the leaves begin changing I will call and ask about your day every night. I will send you a piece of advice for staying ahead before you even get up.

When the first snowflake falls upon your yard I will claim you as my muse and spoil you rotten with poetry and presents. I will tend to the fires keeping your dreams ablaze.

When Spring arrives with arms filled with lavenders wearing a crown of chained daisies I will fill your belly with hope and be there to keep you moving as the exhaustion settles in.

This year, my promise to you, is that you will not be alone. 

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Awake Even Before the Coffee

Today we will adventure through the bedroom with markers and some glue. We will lie in the living room taking journeys with animated characters to worlds we've never known. We will travel the world in the kitchen as we try a new recipe from a new place. We will play games in the dining room and live out futures and realities that humans just never will know personally. And at the end of the night, we will sigh in slight disappointment that we will not be able to do it all again tomorrow. 

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

General Kindness

Usually I am not like this, but thank you for keeping me in your prayers for all this time. The favor will be returned when you need it most.  

Monday, June 26, 2017

Freckled Orion

Find one unique thing about yourself and embrace it. You are stunning. 

Sunday, June 25, 2017

First Day on the Job

You have no reason to be so nervous. However, whatever you are feeling in this moment is totally and completely valid. Just try not to worry about me so much, I'm perfectly comfortable and ready for this. 

Saturday, June 24, 2017

Birthing the Universe

The sun has begun to rise again and I've seen the way morning light brightens up your face when we wake up next to each other. Now it's your turn to hang in there just a little longer, better days are starting to catch up to us. 

Friday, June 23, 2017

For the Blue Jays Flying Soon

When trigonometry begins looking like the biology charts for mitosis your mind drifts away to the people who helped you through such trying times, and the moment English reminds you of the past but your focus races towards stumbling German or half-finished drawings and waste-basket poems it's fine.

Because you have your whole life ahead of you, and you don't always need the same people as when you're young. Maybe it's the sunshine and all the growing you do between birth and the moment you realize your song has already been sung. 

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Memo for Moving On

Look, I'm tired of living my life around promises unkept from days when I couldn't even decide what to have for breakfast. So in case you get the bright idea, or slightest inclination of returning, I'd like to ask you to keep your distance instead. 

Friday, June 16, 2017

Watching Dawn Awaken

The world may be falling around us, but at least I know what tomorrow brings and that guarantees at least one smile from your sunshiney face.

That's so much more than I've had in some of my darkest hours, and for that I thank you. 

Friday, June 9, 2017

Runaway Model

You gave me a reason to try something new, to wear brighter colors, to leave my hair down, to walk a little slower, to hold my head just a bit higher, to feel better so I'll look better, to smile at Trouble, to laugh in the face of Danger, to start living my life more with each day, and you're not even here to see the results. 

Wednesday, June 7, 2017


Today I remembered your advice about screaming numbers.

I cried today. But that's okay, because if you were here, you'd cry too.

This morning I received wonderful news. 

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Dreaming of Brooksfeild Again

I can't tell if you were here to introduce me to so many of my favorite things, or if they have become my favorites because you showed them to me.

Either way, in our short passing, I wonder what I might have done for you. 

Saturday, June 3, 2017

The Ultimate Solar Flare

When all of this started you were the sun with little flecks of moon dust sprinkled in your soul. Now all that's left is a handful of carbon.

You burned yourself up far too fast for me to hold.