Same kind of blue.
My dear descending Dad.
I am You. You are Me.

As you reach to throw
My mind is with the birds-
Motion of the waves-
My little boy—

I am behind the camera.
Or somewhere behind my wall.

I had a good time seeing you.
It’s always nice to remember our life.

As I go to leave
Standing in your driveway
We got to talking about God.

And there we were again,
Hand in hand in our hearts.

The Unconditional—
The Love we know within Us All
Radiating the almighty Light.

None can deny.

Same kind of Blue
My dear ascending Jude,
You are me. I am You.