the last time i saw you was the first time i saw you was the moment
i admitted that i’ve never seen you at all
you stood in a social garden, laughing, while angels, behind you
wept great, cement tears
i didn’t notice them at first, the angels
the light from your eyes was too bright and your face, too open
but i noticed this time, tonight, and i understood
many things about cement tears and the contrasts found
between dream and reality, between here and there,
between friends and strangers, between you and me
once upon a time i used to think anything was possible
all it ever required was a willingness to nourish
i have always been the most idealistic idiot you could imagine…. times ten
but i never minded being a fool as long as you would smile
it has been a long time since you smiled to think of me
longer still since i could think of you without crying
but here, now, in this moment, to unexpectedly see
an image of you in a green and growing garden
surrounded by friends and cement angels,
a wrought iron eden basking in your sunny smile
i am smiling too
not for any reason than the feeling i get
when i think of you, wherever you are, content, happy, and at peace
all you deserve and all i ever wanted for you and all i know you want for yourself
it means everything and nothing at all, of course
but still, i smile
thank you