i talk to a boy
who's lost the love of his life
and i think of what it would
feel like
to lose mine
she is in my bones
i think i would be only
a quarter me
if she was gone
and i look at the little things
that hang on my wall
voltaire, shakespeare, emerson
two baby pictures of me smiling
in all my toddling glory
a valentines day card from two years ago
that reads
let the simplest things just carry you away
love mom
and a blue and white card
announcing the birth
of a little baby boy
who was born too small
and should have been mine
and it's a wall full of
love
and hope
and memories
and sometimes it brings tears
but mostly
it keeps me going