When I was with you, you taught me,
perhaps without meaning to.
Things like hugs can stop time,
and love can be heard
through your call of my name.
There are never enough questions.
Bugs are fascinating
when you see them close up.
A cape made of anything
transforms a boy into Batman.
It’s easy to talk to strangers
because everyone is a new friend.
Laughter flows and is contagious.
God is in our hearts,
and angels are everywhere.
Any tree is worth climbing,
especially if it’s on your path.
There is time for everything important
if only we stay
with each other.
And now without you, you teach me,
perhaps without meaning to.
Things like hugs can connect hearts
for a moment in time;
and love can be felt
when I say your name.
There are never enough questions.
Bugs are fascinating
because even they have a life force.
A cape made of anything
transforms a woman into a child.
It’s easier to connect with people,
I understand their pain.
Even in
especially in sharing stories of you.
God must be in our hearts,
because you said so.
But now I question, challenge,
wonder, and don’t know for sure.
Any tree is worth noticing,
its leaves whispering your name.
There is time for everything important,
now that I know what that is;
loving and connecting deeply,
remembering to tell them
how much they mean to me,
and never passing up our hug.
And now as I miss you, you teach me,
perhaps without meaning to.
God’s good is in all –
even though in this I can’t find it.
For even as I see your life purpose
continuing to make a difference
in our lives and the world beyond;
even as I see all the love and giving
in myself and in your family;
even as I know that my life
has been enriched by yours,
and it continues to be so;
Despite all that you taught me
and all that you teach me;
perhaps without meaning to,
my small human heart would like you back;
back in the realm in which we knew you,
in the realm of touch and smell,
feeling your small hand in mine.
Copyright 2002 Julie Kyker
March 3, 2003