my great gift, the friends in my life

I am only ever

gratitude

Memories are thick

Who I have come across

and held

onto

walked and danced with

are greatness

in motion

Fleeting

Fleeing

Ever changing

But still I hold

onto

gently as an ancient, antique,

fragile tea cup

My love swarms and surrounds

as a storm

that rattles

those who were next to me

I find

through a squint

light within me

as I look down

as I look back

all

because of

you.