Something For Kathryn

March 27, 2025

Your words

they fall silent

but your life

is a poem

Each motion

and gesture

by Heaven

are known

You rhyme

every smile

your eyes

metered guides

To love

written couplets

of joy

— from inside

(To Kathryn: March, 2025)

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