Song For Julie - Honig

I ride up the hill to our nest

I feed you with apples and grass

I nurse you till you can sprout wings

To land on my shoulder in spring

Please don’t worry

That I’m going to leave

Take my picture

And lie down to sleep

I picture the heart in her chest

Her body and the warmth of her breath

Our summer in a series of slides

I hold them up into the light