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On a Walk

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This fresh buckeye shines,
just cracked from its prickly shell.

You glow,
giddy with discovery
bouyant with purpose
knowing only this, now,
air, wind, leaves,
tricycle, sidewalk, pedals.

I watch the back of your hand
move sideways across your lips, your fingers wipe
the itch from your eyes, your lids blink and your nose wrinkles.

My prayer is for bouyancy,
for giddiness,
for light heart and easy spirit

For David, After Mass on Donut Sunday

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Our cheeks rub together,
we are nose to nose,
you grab my hands, my face,
and kiss me from your toes!

Our voices sing together,
Yours much louder than mine;
Your song brings me solace,
and much more joy than wine.  

I consider the way we face the days,
and how at nights I tuck you in;
tomorrow we’ll meet another sun,
a chance to let love in.