a piece of my walk....

i turned to her on my walk today.

will you love me, today?

will you just hold me and love me
today?

sometimes i try so hard....
and sometimes i forget so much.

and today....i really could just use
your loving me.

i pictured her coming up to me and
brushing my hair. and playing with it
with braids and such.

i touched my hair with my fingers as
i walked.

tears ran down my face.

and i opened to my own value.