upon the field leading to the house.
And a heartbeat. I was almost three.
Alot had led up to this and a lot had been promised.
He was an older man and he was kind.
And something has taken what was there.
My memory of this. No. Its just…
I had been asked if I wanted to visit him.
And all I remember was there was a silence
leading up to his house and my heartbeat.