Sweet P

I woke up in the middle of the night
My chest was empty and heavy
I turned over to find our Sweet P

Snuggled up between us on the bed
Purring like there was no tomorrow
I put my hand on her
She let out a quiet squawk
To let me know she knew

My hand found yours
Are fingers entwined
Cradling her small body
We were the brightest stars in the universe

Ever so slowly
Our sweet baby’s breathing grew short
She began to fade,
Not harshly,
Not laboured,
On her own terms
She went slowly
Communing with us
Showing us that this was the last of her wishes
With a tiny squawk
Miss P let out her final breath
And closed her eyes
In mere moments she was gone

With our hands still clasped
We stayed there for a while…
I fell asleep

When I stirred we still held hands
But Prudence was gone
I could feel my tears on my pillow

Just then, beyond belief
Not sure of this new encounter
A squawk at the top of her lungs
And little bounce tiny stride
Sweet P climbed in between us
And demanded to be seen and heard
You can be sure she was
You can be sure she was

–GLB

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Later

This is where we are
In a perpetual moment
That binds
Plans with reality

This is when
Later,
Is

This is when
We are going

It doesn’t have to be
Big and flashy
It doesn’t need to be
Quaint or docile

It will be whatever we want
When we get there

— GLB

When Is Later?

We assumed that
What we needed
Was what we had,
We built ourselves
From our familiarities

It was so easy
We knew each other
We knew what were doing

So many years
Gone by,

Without a scratch?

But we knew there were other,
Things

Things brushed upon
Things talked around
Things set aside,
Until later,

When is later?

— GLB

Imagine

Imagine
All the words
I have in me
To tell the world
About you

Imagine
Notes
To string together
In brilliant crescendos
Forming
The symphony
Of us

Imagine
Light falling
Through mist
Colors running
On your upturned
Face
What a masterpiece
You are to me

Imagine
Sparks
Flying into
Infinite night
Leaving
Stars
As enduring
As we are

Imagine
Infinite dreams
Built on
Abiding love
And you will have only
Scratched the surface
Of everything
We can be

–GLB