A Shoulder Poem by Butch Decatoria
A Shoulder
Go if you must go
Slowly now go
At your heart's pace
With good intentions
Written
Psalms upon your face
Be mindful
Open to listen
Firm with whom you know
You are
If not presently
Who'll go find oneself now, then...
If you must
Do so with love's intention
Then tell me all about it
Even past Morrie's Tuesdays…
I'll be here
I'll be old
But I will still love you enough
To listen.
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