5/12/2016 About a unique friendship
You were pocket-size,
I carried you everywhere.
Sometimes I pulled you out
and held you,
in both hands,
just so I could look at you.
I looked into your eyes,
deep and long
and saw myself in there somewhere...
How funny that you kept a tiny me
inside the tiniest part of a tiny you!
Your silent voice still speaks,
as does mine...
together we sing!