Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Here

They are all here.
The squirrels and the blue-jays,
the cardinals and the robins.
They are all here,
doing what they do this time of year.
I watch them run from tree to tree
so at peace.
You would have never allowed them
such freedom,
such security.
You kept them on their toes.
Let them know who was boss.
You made the backyard a
kill or be killed adventure
everyday.
Now there is only tranquility.
They are all here,
but you are gone.

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