My Freedom Lawn
Ask her what holds her world together,
and she will tell you this heart-shaped marble paperweight.
Ask her what truth the moonlight reveals,
and she will tell you the kind of wolves moving under the trees.
Ask her how she likes living in a foreign land,
and she will tell you the garden spider rebuilds its web nightly.
Ask her where the river wastes its chance to become a song,
and she will tell you about a man who drowns in regret.
Ask her how to handle losses too great to understand,
and she will tell you to count the seconds between thunder and lightning.
Ask me what ordinary human thing I did to deserve her love,
and I will tell you nothing that will save you from such sweet heartache.