( poem for a friend )

a poem for a friend

by frank wolfe on october 1, 2014

around here

when it's autumn

the leaves turn to

you are warmly

thought of and loved

just for being

sunshine makes it

easier as does your voice

because we all have our

victory can mean many things

waking, dressing, smiling

at your face in the mirror even

holding on knowing there will

be light after dark

warm after cold, strength after

moments with you

any way at all

beautiful and good as gold

around here.