specifics
the way you call to check on me
the text that asks how are you
the time you left a note
the month you paid my bill
when you emptied the trash
while I was out of town
the day you came to see me
the night you drove me home
when you picked up the phone
long after your bedtime
when you stood with me
at the funerals
when you listened
when you called me out
the time you said you loved me
and the time after that
the time you sat with me
and said nothing
the gift in the mailbox
the food in the fridge
when you laughed at my jokes
when I cried and you did too
when I forgot what mattered
and you forgave me
the night you called
and said you needed help
your fingerprints on my heart
indelible evidence of love
Peace,
Milton
Uh.
Right… HERE.
You can write overwhelming silence, but your talkies gild our silver heads and golden egos. Our Uncle Milty made us real.