A year ago today, my brother and I lost the most important woman in our lives.  We released butterflies at her celebration of life and we see her wings in so many places.  I wrote this poem for her...

A year ago today, my brother and I lost the most important woman in our lives. We released butterflies at her celebration of life and we see her wings in so many places. I wrote this poem for her...

Sailing into a storm

Sailing into a storm

Clearing my own sky

Clearing my own sky

Life is about the simple things

Life is about the simple things

Ridges and swirls

Ridges and swirls

I fall at your feet

I fall at your feet

Two more sleeps that lead to two important words

Two more sleeps that lead to two important words

The crunching of the grass

The crunching of the grass

The things we were meant to find beautiful

The things we were meant to find beautiful

Where I find myself

Where I find myself

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