Grand Canyon
Your bear hugs
have anchored
me over
the years.
Last August,
I thought you
were crossing
a bridge to
somewhere I
could not
follow.
When you
came home,
I knew that
there was no
chasm too
great for
me
any-
more.
Between us,
distances,
no matter
how vast,
are just
temporary.
Justine C. Tajonera
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