For Tracy
Published in
Mar 21, 2023
A tear, laugh, hug, joke, fear, joy and all of this.
For years, reaching back,
knowing you now,
knowing you then.
We stumble,
into this discontent, forgetting our path.
Suddenly it becomes apparent, and there you are.
Brush in hand, sharing with me.
Like it should be.
Dave Park 2023
