she floats my boat

she’s the sun in my shine

she speaks, I listen

because she is wise, compassionate and direct

I’m a better listener because of her

I can be a better listener— because of her

she laughs, she glows

I don’t make her laugh enough and

I want to make her laugh— more

because when she laughs

the world is a better place and

my world has more light

by the way, she’ll say she’s funnier than I am

she probably is

she has a great delivery

like Joan Rivers

only she isn’t Jewish but

her delivery is Jewish comedienne and

it cracks me up

she has a smile that a blind man can see, well

a smile that a blind man can feel

when I see it, when I feel it

I know I’ll be okay

of course, she is kind and

her kindness makes me stumble

I aspire to be kind like her

don’t get me wrong she can be tough

she’s had tough times and

has done her inner work and

that makes me proud of her—

she is the air that I breathe and

I can’t live without her

that may sound corny, like an old song but

she’s the air in my balloon

making me rise

with her I soar and

the sky’s the limit

like a flight of doves

released from an altar

possibilities endless