Side by Side
Twice last night I turned to you for reassurance,
And discovered something in your sleeping face.
You had the look of one who grew up in a gentle world,
A world where kindness counts for more than cleverness.
I would not cross your gate if all I meant to do
Was trample on your roses...
Letting sleep retrieve me rather than disturb you,
I felt we could be twins who speak a subtle tongue.
©2016 Michael Fraley
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