Years ago,
Winding our way
Up a mountain trail,
She shared her umbrella—
Welcoming me into a community
I hadn’t known I needed yet.
Writer to writer
A friendship took root.
Over years
We shared the same dream.
Crafting our own paths yet
Criss crossing
At just the right times.
Immersed,
Navigating each next best step
In the company of fellow writers.
Soaking in
Light
Warmth
Generosity,
Breathing out
Creative
Inspired
Magic-making words.
A box arrived today. . .
Cradling two copies of her first novel
Beaming up—
Bright and new
And real (!!).
The fruit of her persistence
Powers me on
As I hack away
At the weeds (currently)
Threatening
To impede my own progress.
So thrilled
(And thankful)
For this someone
Who has always
Cheered everyone on.
Someone whose first instinct
Is always
To extend her umbrella.
(It is true
What can grow
When we keep writing.)
For this someone
Who has always
Cheered everyone on.
Someone whose first instinct
Is always
To extend her umbrella.
(It is true
What can grow
When we keep writing.)
This is a really sweet slice in honor of someone special in your life. What a cool thing to get a book written by someone you know! Especially one that has helped with your own writing. I love that you put this in poem form. You have a good sense of when to break up the lines for emphasis.
ReplyDeleteThe best kind of slice to honor someone.
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