Dedication:
Your hair has grey in it now
but your back as the sheet rucks down
is coffee. I'm tea coloured I'd joke
and didn't really know what got you
to be you. I still don't. But I know
my illness cost you and you've never
presented the bill. Instead
asleep, you offered a richness
I don't think either of us
ever could have imagined
that day you entered my room
and the whole world tilted our way.