“Forever – is composed of Nows” –Emily Dickinson
I treated you like you were the only one,
You treated me as I was amongst all, one;
Yet I gave you all in me I had left to give,
As that’s the only way I know how to live.
You were not ready to let your ego go,
While I didn’t ever allow it to you, show;
I wanted you to know you were my core,
As you tried to project I wasn’t your fore.
You did not support my forays into light,
While I was so proud of your every flight;
I sheltered your hurting every way I could,
On my bare toes you ensured you stood.
I tried every which way to make your today,
To choose your outfit, red carnations bright;
Yet how could I have them adorn your life-
As balloons of pungent words you hurled?
Now that we no longer can communicate,
Live our lives in our separate selfish ways;
I wish on you, someone you can celebrate,
As I taught you to love, teach her to cherish.