Two weeks ago, I posted an image called The Little Red Radio Flyer.

One of the viewers of this site, Greg, who understood the love and loss this image was attempting to communicate, generously wrote a little poem for it.

I was sincerely touched by his kind gesture, and so today I’m publishing the poem.

Thank you Greg,

—Peter.

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                                  The slender light slips on, as if

                                  A garment held up by the shadows,

                                  The arc of the tricycle’s red frame –

                                  And welling from that narrow loft

                                  Into the heart a full reknowing:

                                  Another day, a hand, a name.

                                                                    gdg

                                                                 9/20/12