I love you Bea xx

This time I grabbed the handle

I opened the door

to the garden

& stepped into the bright sunlight,

In this garden

our garden

I was greated by another person      saying

welcome, it's good to see you

not sure if I had been here before

I realised that this question

didn't matter anymore

for I was here now,

Today I am here

in our garden

by an action of stepping in

to

the light of our fragile sun,

Oh! and the breeze

this gentle wind

roared through

my willingness to change,

the breeze seemed

to hold

to touch and kiss

my old tired fears,

and you

how are you feeling?

however you are

I would trust that you are loved

here in this garden,

                                            you are loved

Why

            we are both love

I think,

as I watch you loosen your laces

to leave your shoes behind