A silence that isn’t awkward.

Like a favorite scent that un-winds worry,

filling lungs with held in home.

Sitting near you,

tracing new pathways

from the safety of your silent nod.

Frequent flier hand clasp,

“You ok?”

“Yes, I’m ok.”

“You too?”


And so I go…

braver with you near me.

Silent but solid.

You are vital.