When absolutes don’t /
occur, fear and dread replace/
anticipation.
Or
When promises aren’t /
fulfilled, fear and dread replace /
my hopeful waiting.
She’ll read others’ words./
Poems, prose, verse written before./
Her’s are not enough.
I know where hugs are./
I have an eternal store,/
if you need any.
(written in an email to my children, along with this video)
http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=hN8CKwdosjE
Why do I ask friends/
for advice? What they give is/
never very nice.