Saturday, February 19, 2011

A Letter To Grace



Patchwork blankets coat smiles
Tell me about dreams and pink daisies
In a world of black hurricanes and rainbows.

I will sing her a lullaby something about  a  pretty good year

As optimism stings the night air
We suffer alone – Marching with angels clamoring for joy
“We can make it ,”  she says

So I grab her hand and my prayers

Darlin here we go again
Ill build you secret windows and capes if I can.

Can you feel me from inside reaching –

The line is wearing thin
But the storm rides on
You bear my strength in arms
Frustrated by the cold

Eyelashes and freckles
Under layers of flavored ice cream
"If angels can -we can"
She whispers , as we fall asleep.



5 comments:

  1. I think this is one of the best things you have ever written! It is so real and yet tender, truly beautiful poetry!

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  2. that was beautiful...big smiles. makes me want to get home to my boys...

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  3. Dear Amy
    Wow, beautiful words...
    'Can you feel me from inside reaching –'
    I enjoyed it so much.. and your ending was perfect...
    Thanks for sharing..

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