Hard Ground
His smile lit my world
I felt at peace
Actually, no.
No, I didn’t.
I
Felt
Everything
But now that he’s gone
I feel even more
I
Feel
Nothing
He led me like a shepherd
His tone
His touch
His comfort
I hit the concrete
I used to play on as a child
Bright colors and chalk
Things Change
The ground isn’t
A place for comfort
It’s not a place for play
It’s war
He played his game well
Bow – and – arrow, sharp
He cut me
Right in the heart
With the others he played
I was the one
With the heart slayed
Three hand squeezes
And a red-light kiss
“Sweet heart,” you’ll
Never feel anything like this