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of places where you live –
none the more
than in my heart
with a window to the world
that is my dream
verses tied with pieces
of tomorrow’s wiser sun
as the fireflies came
crying to the sill –
begging me to go
beyond the wood
to mountains
brushed with ashes –
softly fell a whisper
was settled neath the porch
of standing still
for lifetimes (did I know)
when wished the brightest star
to bring you safely
to remember –
the destiny of thought
to bring you home –
the way of spring
of secret paths
worn into november
touch the same as breezes
wrapped a favored song –
as rain against the tin roof
of my soul –
laughter spinning stories
of a line or two we wrote –
before the storm
was settled in our bones
of all the places
you remain –
this one –
my longing stills
sometimes late at night –
I hear you sing
tornadoday 