It was our last chance
As far as we knew
To sleep in the back
Of my Jeep today
Seats down, blankets on
You needed a hearth
Because you were always
So cold
Even under the veneer
Of toughness
I was where your
Head rested
After a long night of solace
We had an afternoon palace
In the back seats all our own
Seemingly too grand
Legs stretched out
Tangled
Arms held in arms
And hands held earnestly
This was the last chance
We might ever have had
Before next time
Never came
One last “our esque”
For a...
Published on September 05, 2017 06:00