April is poetry month. Poem number one. Sweet Jenny.

( I will attempt 30 new poems for April. The Poetry month. Now I begin. )

Dear Jenny..

I found you and I lost you dear Jenny in Michigan.

I remember us. We knew joy and we never said a proper goodbye.

Was a early September night and you came to me.

We made no promises and we told no lies.

You were a beautiful butterfly to me, never to be held down.

Eighteen and so fearless.

I knew I was old in spirit and you were a fresh blooming Spring flower.

I remembered we drink, I remember we danced and we never left my apartment.

In December. You wandered from me and I allowed to escape.

I knew. Can’t capture a free spirit and we did not seek love.

We sought kindness, we sought a gentle voice in the night.

Now I write words for a memory.

Thank you dear Jenny and I remember you.

And I pray you had found the things you needed.

Coyote