for those i love who have died.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Helen Bite My Finger

There is no one like you
Helen.
Charismatic fiestiness.
Determined to continue
Forward.
Walking.
And walking.
And walking.
And walking.

Someday we'll
Laugh how you bit
My fingernail,
When I was trying to
Trim yours.

Now you are free
To keep on going.

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