Her conversation led so easily
To laughter,
Her joy knocked me senseless
Til I forgot my sadness
And how heavy the week had been.
Her hand was small
And made me wonder
How so much softness
Could take residence on a palm.
She felt like a Friday
Like a load had been lifted
By simply breathing the same air
Like the world could wait
While we spoke about the weather
And sang our favorite songs
Though we didn’t quite know the words.
She felt like a Friday
Like a place I’d want to be.
Like home.
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