You are my benediction
And the opening of every door
The unuttered wish spurred by falling star
And the secret hidden deep in my garden
Where moss pillows your quiet grace
How I wish the pink forget-me-nots
Would bloom all year ‘round
And you, who reside in my garden,
Whose voice I hear in the pause between exhales
Who escapes my heart in the swirl of my breath…
You are my morning prayer
And my evening benediction
-Cami Krueger 6/6/10
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