For Terri

For Terri.

Sky’s haze hue in eyes forever true, as rain falls in soft waves, in night’s fog, hugging praise. Morning birds find crumbs on other’s porches, yet feast under the light from gentle singer’s torches. When the world may stop spinning, the universe will still be reeling, with hands that write the stories, with melodies that tell life’s glory. With love that lives forever, and travels undone, that gives Angels reason to keep flying.

Some humans don’t notice, the mission of grand purpose. Each of us are in luck, that this friend circled our path, drove down our road, stopped at the garden gate, and sowed seeds of faith in us all. .

4.8.22 happy birthday friend.