The Festival and My Loves
It was so last minute
an unexpected suprise
We both though it be
Another promise
To fall through like
A rusted floorboard
We knew all too well
From a disant past
You too little to remember
But instead
Here we are
Music thrumming
At a high frequency
“Core Memory” I hear replaying
From your voice
His voice
The look on
Your “other dad’s” face
And then your REAL dad
Who does all the work
Our tour guide from home
Who should be here
But chose
To do the work
Gave us the love
To be here
Because we are here
In this moment
You’re beautiful
All Mine
And it’s bittersweet
Here and gone
We need a few more
Added to this collection
Of moments
I hope you remember this
Forever and Always
More and most
And ever
Amen