Night

 I hold you while you gulf

that huge bottle of milk.

Straighten you up to burp

and sing to you quietly.

Drowsy eyes, full belly

soft pjs, clean diaper,

you are rocked slowly

to the land of wonder.

In my arms you will find

the comfort you need might

that is all that I aspire.

Hope in the morning to hear,

that graceful inviting smile

to that I sleep, nighty night.

The strangest rebirth

I was invited once,

To the strangest event. 

On the last day of the year,

One with a long painful end.

A long time friend,

Told me of his gathering, 

With more high school mates. 

I can join them, he said.

We made mayonnaise 

And canapés 

In small hand-crafted plates. 

All four happy to be single, 

As I was once again, 

With gellow shots and music

In a small appartement.

We had all we needed

To burn the past away. 

Writen on small

pieces of parchment

Collected on a metal bucket

Light up with a wooden match

And ashed slow under our watch. 

It was weird. 

It was healing. 

As a Fenix brought within

A room of nurturing,

Absolutely bewitching. 

I haven't had the chance, 

To see them together since. 

Thank you David. 

By lending me your friends, 

You have made more for me

Than all of mine tried.