As a man
I thought it was my job to kiss
a woman's lips

Now I kiss my baby's feet.

As a man
I thought it was my job to chop
the

To My Grandmother

When lonely days surround like a crew,
Your tired mind's upset and bruised,
Let go of sadness. Why remember

This tenderness that is felt

All year round, I never know

Is something that I can feel

Tenderness at its best

This soft

Tenderness

Precious one your heart completely captured me
Your tenderness filled my being with such delight
Unspoken words

Life isn't endless,
No, it isn't.
That's why the tenderness
Is what we need:
Daily and always -
Just for a good day.
But how often