If Losing You

If losing you were a falling tree

I’d write to you, “Wish you were here —

I’ve always loved the sound of leaves”

As you howl timber in my ear.

If losing you were a trolley car

I’d blank your metal-rubber roar

Laugh at the screaming lookers-on

And wonder what they’re screaming for.

If losing you were a grizzly bear

I’d match his wide-armed bonhomie,

Smile as his bellow stirs my hair

And wait for him to snuggle me.

If losing you were a part of this,

My heart would drown your parting tears

In wedding bells at the final kiss

And wait for you a thousand years.