Broken Leaf (Here's to you) A blooming petal blows past broken leaf gently, Like a sweet fragrance on warm summer wind. Lingering sleeve-stuck scent from embraced gratuity, Gifted parting words squared away in caramel linen. While we’re here in this moment the whole world is turning, A spiral-like tango I never was very good at. Overture hanging just out of reach; Footsteps dance on down the stage fright, Fumbling and blustered in their movement. Crescendo easing into slumber; Brittle bonds break, As our time fades to sepia tinted snapshots of memory. A moment in time is all that remains; Soon its ink will fade, dying out like the fragile timbre of plucked string. So here’s to you true, free spirit from land unbound in victory. Always carry a radiant warmth on furtive whim; An amiable mile for crescent smile will forever rest, Interlaced in our short-lived arabesque.
Giuseppe Gillespie – December 2021