From the Palms

In the yard, I see you smiling
Broad, some time ago
Odd, how long I lasted
Angry, full of hatred

In the snow, we looked so crazy
Wrecking balls, our every footstep crushing
And oh, I finally see you
Closer, broad, expanding
A white sheet, no more haunting
The wrestle, fist & palm
The cold
My home

From the palms, your broad arms
Open your hands
Open your

In the yard, I see you smiling
So why am I so sad?
Sometimes in moments of quiet
I remember your face and I feel unhappy
How did I make it so hard to love me?
And why is it so hard?
Why is it so hard?
To care for you?
To love you