1. Hold on to this.
A day. You get so many.
Mornings that you’ll sleep
and stretch and yawn
and leave behind.
Mornings together. Mornings alone.
Some mornings will slide by
into the foggy memory of routine.
Some mornings you’ll take a picture,
or some news will break your heart,
or you’ll wake up knowing you will be somewhere else
for the rest of your mornings.
But not this morning.
This is once, for you to keep.
So remember this.
Hold on to this.
Hold on to this day.
2. I knew a girl with summer hair.
When I was young and wore blue overalls
we sang with painted faces in the park.
And when the sun was out, we sat in shade
And she would teach me how to tie my shoes.
And high up in the branches of a tree,
We told each other stories, and imagined