I study your face as you speak:
lips turned up in amusement,
the twinkle in your blue eyes.
I hear the rhythm of your words,
at first animated, then softer
reflecting on what lies ahead.
It is not your words ,
nor the sound of your voice
but the firmness of your tone
the resolve in your demeanor.
Despite all you’ve been through
you’re still the bravest man I know
and just like that, I know you will be okay.
© Ginny Brannan 2020
NaPoWriMo 2020
*Title Borrowed from Bon Jovi
NaPoWriMo 2020
*Title Borrowed from Bon Jovi
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