Mrs. Smith

I know you do not think you are a hero

that you didn't do a brave thing

but into my life, donned with a cape

you flew in and rescued me

Sun in My Belly on Day One

offerings of love and friendship

I was a blank slate, an unknown quantity

and our eyes met and we were friends

and I knew it

I felt it

And those ice blue eyes shine at me

you kiss my mouth hello

you trust me with your children, all three of them

you hold my hand while I sob

you walk with grace beside me

and catch me as I stumble

shared laughs, movies, gardening equipment

walks, talks, hours and hours of asana

from green smelly clouds to made up meals

licking your plate clean and asking for more dessert please

loving my friends

offering your home

offering your heart

bitching, bemoaning, groaning,

"there better be a baby" still kills me

Who knew I had to move here to find you?

Minnesota's finest

I love you Mrs. Smith