I place you upon the altar of my sorrow,
and of my many joys.
The soft warmth and comfort of you ebbed,
and then rushed away.
Silent in your first days of uncertainty,
and then assured and loud.
Your purposeful waddling and seeking,
finally quiet and all too still.
The simplicity of your constancy held me,
but is now simple, choking memory.
You are in the moments I forget you are gone,
and in the moments I know too well.
You were the beginning of who we became,
and who we still long to become.
Your blue turned my heart red with life,
and with your last breath, blue again.
Always...Blue.
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