Date: 	Wed, 4 Apr 2001 10:39:50 -0500


in times of grief

in times of turmoil

you reach across

virtually

and write with me

in public spaces

privately too

		holding my hand as i get weary and tired with the

weight of various things in life

your gentle small child's hand that i see virtually

leads me out of the crowdedness of my mind


  you have lead me to clarity
or thought and emotion

more often and in more ways than you are aware.

it is like we are singing again - and you lead confidently
and fearlessly as always

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although you are the younger

you show me how.



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