To The Stricklan Family With Love

Separation
by W. S. Merwin

Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle
Everything I do is stitched with its color.




3 comments:

mrs. peterson said...

now that poem is very cool.

you probably know that my parents and i all think of you the same way. and that's also cool.

Abby said...

Alex and Laura shared that poem with me. I thought of your family and your Jocelyn.

julis said...

that's perfect, Abby. Thanks so much for sharing it. It's exactly how it is. And Melissa is right about how we think about you. You're the tops!

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