Monday, November 23, 2020

When I asked you what I can give,
you just looked me straight in the eye,
smiled faintly as you blinked twice
and said, “be whole.”

I have nothing
if not myself. I won’t always
forget to breathe when the world plays
a hand for keeps and bets my soul.

Hold me, hold me, hold me.
So I can breathe, so I can see, so I can be.