Tuesday, June 25, 2013

red letter day




i sat there in my desk last night after it all,
reading those words he'd left on the back 
in red ink.

how from the very first day,
he had sensed it so strongly in me.

the compassion. the knowing.

and that sentence at the end,
all underlined, too.

you were made for this work.

it needing me.
me needing it.

words a gift.
words a reminder.
words a confirmation.

enough for tears.
sweet and warm.

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