9/6

On this quiet day, a kindness done for myself is taking time,

Time for space to be by myself, unfilled of busyness, of traveling,

Even, of people.

Not easy, missing the company my Dear gave; lost those days

Of being engaged neatly, of times seeing little of each 'til late, of

being near - enough.

So, how will just being me,

Who was once well loved, come

To be enough?