To the following, I thank...
Elsha mom.
There to take the
tears away from
cold quiet nights
and to light the day
with fairy lights.
Mum in place of mum
not absent but
unapproving like some
unheralding hate
unlike Elsh
who fear abates.
Mister Jee.
Monochrome rainbows hide
the stories and tales
I covet inside
whose laughter make play
while across the sea
we moan away.
Brother and gloried friend
not absent but busy
and I forgive in the end
not leaving me low
unlike Gabe
who flowers sow.
Abby Wall.
United by sorrow
we rally on singing
for brighter tomorrow
and know that lows
unforseen are little more
than pixie’s blows.
Fellow sailor of stormed
seas not absent but far
from our friendship formed
I wish I could you hold
Abby dear
till sad does fold.
someday girl.
My girl of synced soul
hold hands across oceans
from our self sanc’d hole
and be for me friend
where others have fallen
before bitter stank end.
Sister of heart
I would hold your hand once
before lost to art
and till then I pray
for you girl
till someday.