For Months.... Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

and in parts of years..
he looked for her....
we'd walk..he'd look back......knew the sounds he heard on the trail, in the undergrowth weren't her...he'd look at me....I foolishly thought he wanted an answer...an explanation of why she wasn't there....
now I walk....look..listen to the small and larger life out there with me....

I think I may have known the value of the gifts they were....
..............and in parts of years............I look back.......