In fog I will look for you
As the 49ers play their game,
I will think of you
you in your man cave
no one could speak when
the game was on
In wet and windy Winter
I will cuddle you
as time swooped
you away
I was left with the quilts,
never without the love.
In how I end the day,
I will honor you
You who stood by me
You who held my hand
who handled my heart
sometimes with kid gloves
There was nothing feminine about you
You were a man's man
down to your fingernails
I loved that
and every inch of you
As the months travel by,
as I write these poems
I care for you
even more Now
as dusk comes
as it sheds dark over my
shoulder
another day closes
another day
with thoughts of YOU.
Monday, 23 January 2012
A Winter's Poem - Anita Holzberg
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