"Then the dance: a bow, a leap, a playful toss of a stick, two hearts remembering why they chose each other in the first place."

When I read your work, it is more beautiful than poetry to me, words so brief they are ethereal, and I must re-read to stay in the moment--just the short minute it takes to read them at first glance.

I always wind up standing next to you, wherever you are in places I will never see, viewing the scene through your eyes.

Thank you for lightening a difficult day, Steve.