the sky changed all day 

and the tree is still healing

I was cleaning my closet when you died 

or when you were thinking about dying 

I don’t really know 

but the earth cracked with your brilliance 

your children wear your love 

do you have yourself now

I hope so

take what you need 

all the letters will reach you 

somehow I have to believe 

on the dark and light filled journey 

of forced choices 

your memories in our memories 

inside the sky

seem something like forever