And somehow I knew
how they could help someone like you
get through
So, I said I didn’t mind
Right out loud
And together, side by side
We sat next to each other and rode on through the winter
You helped the miniature one with her mittens
The one with the sparkling eyes
And you gave away your smile
By way of another, made me sure it was true
Certain of you
Collecting all these memories
In jars
Piling them tall
A bridge for all the in betweens
Yearning quietly to give something
Copper pennies
A dozen must be worth more than a single shiny quarter
I would take a wheat one
Over any silver mint
I will get myself up and search for grace
If you bring a map,
I will bring a flashlight
And, we can go find a sturdy path through the darkness
The kind that doesn’t mind the snow
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