Neal

Maybe someday we can find each other again.

as I sit beneath a Tennessee sky
pondering my own dumb luck
I recognize how fortunate
I have been

always

and I know that this is not the end
that there never really is an end

just endings
and
beginnings
over and over and
over again

so i ground myself in now

right here
right now

with THANK YOU forever on my lips
and an irrepressible joy
tattooed on my heart…

and that old sadness
like a school bus
arrived right on time.

i remember thinking
how strange it was
when you went away
that my love grew
teeth.

i wrung the wet rag
of my heart out
and left it to dry
on an old wire fence
in that little mountain town
where i still remembered
your name