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tofindyouthere

today
I met your mother –
it was such a nice surprise

despite the years –
you glimmer in her eyes

flooded now
by memories –
of promise come and gone
tears are flowing
how could we have known

the weeds
had taken over
your faith in anything –
proof of love you couldn’t see
– a worry given wing

e’en now
we search for comfort
some wisdom
to impart –

what truth remains
to heal our broken hearts

she has your eyes
a way of seeing
all that I
can’t say –
a hurt in need of holding
when reason falls
away

. . .

jeff kunkle
1971 – 2014
rest sweet my weary friend

. . .