Your Handwriting

Neat and beautiful,
penned perfectly
across a year’s worth of cards
scattered on my desk,
your handwriting paints
a gorgeous sunset
onto my home office landscape.

Loving notes fill Valentine’s,
anniversary, birthday cards.

But by autumn
your handwriting was shaky.

There were no more cards
with your signature.

You were gone just past Thanksgiving:

now only memories
and Hallmark
to remind me what you wrote
in big letters across my heart.



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