The Growing Poem by Anthony Dalby

I cried yesterday
tears of joy
as I felt you inside me
curled as a secret leaf bud

closer than ever before
joyous that even though we are so far apart
we share the same sunlight on our faces
hearing the woodpeckers drumming through the woods
and feeling the wind play with our hair

watching in wonder the purple fronds
of the larch tree cascade open pouring fruits into the spring breeeze

I know, more than ever that my soul is your soul and will always be so