I drove there once, 
before I left,
to watch us
(still held)

by a dark forest —

cradling the rain
we gave so freely to,

carrying our breath
for love that ever grew.

I wanted to see you there.

To look,
to hold
a bit longer.

& let

(somehow softer).

By: Katy Claire Funke

9 thoughts on “Softer

  1. Hi there Katy, I visited your site and I have to say… It’s so awesome!! I loved reading your bio, looking at pictures, and this poem is super beautiful! I will be honoured to have you as a contestant in my poetry and short story competition before it ends on Tuesday…
    New Thursday poetry competition is now open! Enter now!

    Check it out and I hope you enter!
    Thanks and stay safe,
    Midnightlion from Penable.

    Liked by 1 person

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