For Yusef

If today were the last time I’d see you,
I’d have so much to say

Last time I didn’t get to say goodbye
Before you went away

I’d sit on your lap, I’d hug you close
I’d tell you how instrumental you were for my growth

I’d put my hands to your cheeks,
And try to capture the warmth of your smile

I’d keep that smile in my pocket, because
Heaven doesn’t have a number for me to dial

I’d lay on your chest as you hum and beatbox a new tune
We would have planned our lives so much differently if
we knew you’d leave so soon.

Issues |Death

information about New Signature, a Washington DC tech solutions and consulting firm


email updates

We believe ending homelessness begins with listening to the stories of those who have experienced it.