Envelope me tight.

Yesterday was chilled by strong, northern winds

which swept harshly as they snaked ‘round the bends;

their icy fingers raking end to end.

It whispers words and thoughts once thought ‘token’ …

an epoch regulated to mem’ries

where yesterday’s been;

both its joy, the grim.

Loving words ripple, whistle by, I sigh.

My tender heart pings, throbs, as you wing by

on mission from that mansion in the sky.

The swirl of each flake, pristine … no mistake

you gave everything … just as you would take.

Why’d yesterday end?

All through the day, night,

yesterday oozed, surfed warm, southern skies.

Perfumed by flowers, I gaze in your eyes

a glorious angel … no human guise.

The wind whispers your name and so do I;

my dam breaks and unholy tears stream by.

Has it been that long

that you were done wrong?

In my mirror I see an old lady;

when I look at you I see my baby

even though you’re spirit with no body.

Why’d yesterday end?

You travel the world—

empowered by faith … east, north, south and west.

You were my gift; God sends only the best

and I was honestly honored, quite blessed.

He makes us perfect … we make our own stress

and cripple lives with our unholy mess.

Let me soar, wing too …

want to be with you.

I am uplifted, at peace with all men;

I’ll leave this body with a smile, grin

…when my today ends;

be one with the winds.