From Walt to Emily (Dedicated to Emily Dickinson’s Poem 39)

I have gained more than I have lost. 
Two brothers buried in the soil, their faces unseen and voices unheard,
But my brothers come in many forms: 
 Two blue jays harmonizing outside my window, the sea breeze tickling my neck, a white
feather appearing on my bedroom floor, God’s land sprouting where they lay
I smile and look to the clouds
 Two angels open the gates of Heaven
My entire being lights up with up joy!
Giver! Supporter! Lord!
I am richer than I have ever been!

 
 
 


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