In this still night
where the wildlife plays
outside
when the temperature goes way down
Picchu comes in
sleeps on my bed
she loves the new quilt
In this still night
where waxing and waning
of
what is
looms
what was far behind
You said "I love you" today
to me
all the days before pale
all the hopes ride on this phrase
Last year a movie and a simple dinner for
Valentine's Day was our menu
This year another day at the hospital
waiting for tubes to leave is our present
and intensive rehab to begin
I can not fast forward
I can only stay in the present
every day another step
another nuance of
recovery for You
The mad hatter of the mind
goes nowhere
only the still night
beckons
I will get Picchu
here
to spend the night
as you sometimes did
a black tuxedo cat
company and entertainment
that's what I need
"Come in Picchu, Come in."
Anita S. Holzberg
Feb. 12, '11
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