Humphrey



His hard black nose
against her chest
a bullet placed
where her heart rests

As the body shook
still soft with youth
the felt nose like a gun
ready to shoot

A form so soft
familiar to hand
a blue-checked body
fear gone, strength fanned

She do not know for
it left her sad
to think of childhood
missed yet had

So she pulled him close
and rest head on head
sat in the dark
upon her bed

Where shadows played
on all her walls
and in her dreams
formed dark waterfalls

Which cascade down
form gushing rivers
the same ones when
her lips do quiver

When darkness turns
to the light
and waters clear
of sorrow and spite

To show a face
tear stained and worn
asleep with a bear
tucked under an arm.

For 15 year old Humphrey. For absorbing my tears when I cry, for shining eyes when I laugh and your ever silent acceptance of all that is said and done.