I write you a love poem
I write you a love poem.
I tear the page from my notebook,
Fold it into an airplane,
And send it to you.
Caught on the breeze,
It floats gently down,
Engulfed by the fire
That burns between us.
They don’t matter anymore—
The words,
My companion.
It is the embers,
The ashes drifting,
The smoke rising
That become a part
Of the air we breathe.
By Maria Brady-Smith
Photo by Mike Smith
I think of you, Maria, every time I listen to Jody’s recording using this poem as its lyrics.
Aw. That was such an honor!!!
Aww- thinking of you around the fire. Stardust.
Can’t wait until we can get together down there. Spring is on the way!!