I'm in Georgia
now.far from home,
like you.
were there gates when you arrived?
we learned about
them as kids.
it's getting warmer
and
the sun's still
shining.
I've been saying
my prayers
more and more now,
those ones
we learned together
as kids.
tell me,
have you found
your peace
in
New Hampshire?
I hope it rains
soon.
I hope it rains
a lot.
was it cold that night?
were the
stars even out?
I guess even good Catholic boys
miss Easter mass sometimes.
I'm still in Georgia.
I've been listening to jazz
and sending cigarette smoke
your
way.
tell me,
is your heart still
laughing?
