Be Happy! Pete Duel .

I played her music for my heart to hear
I brought my pictures to the fore
And I touched your words with a loving stroke
Hoping my fingers would absorb even more.

I pressed your words to my heart
The one that is hidden from view
I let the tears flow with a beautiful warmth
Knowing I was caressing a fragment of you.

I held your words against my cheek,
Breathed them in; I searched for your scent
But if it was there ever in time,
It seems now it’s long since been spent.

You held the pen in your beautiful hand
And you must have steadied the paper.
And two small words and your name and a dot
Let me touch you all these decades later.

April 4, 2008
For Peter