10/28

Yesterday I rode with our friend along this river's marshy banks

Places we had yet to go. I am grateful for his good company but, well,

It wasn't you.

But the day was so fine and I enjoyed riding these new trails,

Listening to his tales of who else has lived this land, all the while

Quietly missing you.

I will, you know, miss you. It is part of me now and I hold it,

Remembering you and I, even while reveling in this evening's

A glorious sunset.