Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Precious Friend

My heart can't find words
Your eyes fill with love
Your steps fall in with mine
My heartbeat lightens
You leave behind your day
Gather your own fear
You cross the threshold
Smile at my father
He reaches for your hand
Knowing for certain
He need never worry for me
With you there

Precious friend
The heart of the Happy Prince
The swallow who would not leave him
Nothing will stop the wave of loss
You merely place yourself
So my knees won't buckle

- Julia Smith


Kelly said...

I was so sorry to hear about your Dad, Julia. I'm glad you were with him. I'm sure that was a comfort to both. I'm thinking of you and picturing your Dad driving in his car with his hand held out the window for you to see.

Anne MacF said...

The poem is beautiful Julia.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

annette said...

I'm very sorry, Julia.

Shelley said...

Our sympathies to all of you.