2/11

This night I walked the cold late hours with our dogs

Under stars so beautiful, I called loudly to each I know,

And to you.

With all my breath I call your name loudly to hear it echo

Through the clear cold, to hear distant foxes bark reply under

An early moon.

This cold, this year is easier to bear but

I miss saying your name, your name, Jack. I

Mourn that, too.