Saturday, May 7, 2011

Tears on the day before

It's not like I've really
celebrated this day much in
recent years
or even ever
because I always seemed to
be mad at you for something
or vice versa.
But now that the option is
unavailable for the first time
this year
I find myself wishing I could
surround you with flowers and strawberries and ducklings
massage your feet
light vanilla candles
cook you dinner and
listen to endless funny stories of
when you were a kid and of when
I was a kid.

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