• They both where kind.
    ones musky beard and the rough feeling when he kissed me on the cheek.
    the others soft kind eyes that held me in happieness as we sat next to each other on his old tatered couch.
    One smelled of cotton and saw dust.
    The other of lavender and old books.
    Each christmas they both came
    Each summer they both entered.
    They both had the strangest of expressions.
    All there strange sayings for me to here.
    They each had some thing to tell me some thing to delever a message with meaning.
    A life long message.
    Now where are they?
    They are swiming in the clearest waters.
    Parting in the kindest places.
    God has excepted them into his wonderland.
    And now they watch me and wrap there arms around me.
    Even when i cant see it.