Friday, March 15, 2013


And you are nearly
I have been dreaming you
For many months (I almost stop believing)
Your forty-two letters are breathing in my drawer
I remember you as
Many threads of light
A child in a red dress
White ribbons

You are nearly here
And perhaps never quite
Slipping away, not a word uttered
You shall always remain the one surrounded
By light

For three decade now

                                                         Image: Micky Brada


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