They present themselves in such unexpected ways and in the most ordinary ways so as to belie their very existence:
a passing look, a wink
a single word, spoken from brimming soul
a sip, just one - coffee please: two creams and one sugar
a quiet moment of peace
a yip from a puppy's dream
a note suspended, anticipating the next pitch, teasing - caresses, dissipates
a throat knot, feelings deeper than I recognize
a bite of a sugar cookie, gotta' be home made
a fragrance transporting to firsts...to innocence
a hug, lasting longer but not intended so
a hidden goodbye
a silent tear, not shared
lovely ghosts these
For Sandy - May the angels carry you to paradise, may they speed you on your way.
Love you bunches...
Little brother here...