Writing in the dark
bringing the light through words that hit the page
Words that I wrote for Jim
"And the little bird without words, sings my song"
performed in Poetry and Song
These months later, no speech
Jim got me to that performance
my feet went numb and he drove me
Jim told me to go back to teaching
to not stop working
I am working now
going back to school
Jim walks in my head
every day
what he said to me for me
my best rooter
the soul of my soul
the chemistry of mind and body
the waking of friendship
every inch I am there for thee
Monday morning, Tuesday Morning every
day, my heart is there for thee
You deserve a good life
I am holding up the light
for thee.
Hope Springs Eternal
Anita S. Holzberg
Feb. 7, '11
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