Poems

I hope that heaven is a road.

In my life I have been blessed

with the best driving companions,

one still around

and two too many departed.

Stops for gas and restrooms,

stretching legs, passing strangers,

sometimes getting food.

Conversations that we did get to have

and conversations we didn't.

I would like for the eternal

to be mornings and days

and dusks and long nights,

cloudy with passing showers,

radio, music,

talking, enjoyed silence,

with her, or him, or him.

I

love

that

my

shadow

has

a

tail.