Some people you meet ...
Creep their way into your being
Like a kitten chasing shadows and dust
The pounce FAR more important than the prey
Little bits of things ephemeral
Intangible emotions and markers
That mean little in-and-of themselves
But all-in-all have a life, recombinant
And a spirit abiding ... gracious.
Quietly, gently, step-by-step
They climb the spiral to your heart's keep
No hurry, for...
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