Sammy~

Even from the start,

things were different.

You understood and listened.

Like a pipe line in a tornado - 

you stayed while

everyone else left.

Prickers and needles

came out as closed wounds

and new hems.

What I am now,

I could not have been

without you.

I love you like 

bears love honey...

Like - the birds love the sky.

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