An Uncommon Man

I translate his unconditional acceptance

Into a language for myself.

I use these tender scripts

To write songs of my healing

And I smile as he sings along

To help me remember the words

These ultimate lullabies

Soothe any self contempt,

Comfort my fears,

And send my fatal future to sleep.

His bona fides

Have defended what no other man could.

My life is so very small

And insignificant on it’s own

But he has saved it.

Ruby Honeytip

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