Dear Unsealed
I wake up each day
In the everyday way
I read my email as I do
Each day in the everyday way.
Old photos found of yesteryear,
Brought back a tear
To my eyes as I thought I lost
At such a cost
Of a long-ago broken relationship
Like a ship
On the ocean of life
I ask myself why.
Then as I scroll through the lost photos
That I now found,
Of long ago.
I remember the seagulls of at the beach
Where I lived temporarily as though
I could now reach
Out to touch the seagulls
Hear their cries of joy
At 5am as they call for me to feed their bods
Of beautiful feathers of grey & white joy,
Of walking out in my sundress to the backyard
Behind my adobe
As they cry with joy so loud.
I had another fight with my ex,
Of the complex
Relationship with Jekyll & Hyde dude.
As I sat in the chair watching the birds eat
Their treat
From kitchen so neat
I forgot about the harsh words spoken
The night before the morning light
Of the seagulls feeding frenzy flight,
My buddies, the seagulls.
My friends in flight
Take me with you tonight.
We will sit on the beach
As the sun fades into the night,
As the sunrises the next day to say,
“Girl, you ‘gonna’ be okay.”
Hear the call of the seagull in flight
To carry your sadness into to the night,
To smile,
To laugh,
To care,
To carry on,
Despite harsh words
& other verbs
Of yesterday.
The sun shines brighter today
Along the way.
I can still hear my feathered friends.
Knowing that if I stepped into the photograph for just a minute
I could smell the salty air
As my feathered friends
Say, “Girl we care.”