best.

one shared sigh
arms engulf a
  recovered tear
time renewed
in soft word
  spoken on
the drive home
crouched on steps
spilling nods
  onto the moon:
of every lost
love, and living
  trial endured;
the sound captures
more than hearts
to hear of angels'
  best
   hands
    applaud
at dreams realized.


06-03-97
for my best
my heart applauds you,
always.

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