Thursday, January 16, 2014

Before I go...

Now neither of us live here
and I am not sure whose memories
I am remembering.

Our lives have gotten tangled up
as I've blossomed into mine,
through your presence.

I feel sad, I feel happy.

I remember so many moments,
and I'm thankful for every one of them
As I hope I never forget how special this house has been to me.

I wish these walls well,
     and the garden always.