Yellow is friendship and daffodils
that arrived at my door

The sky remains blue, but changes will come,
We’re never the same as the places we’re from.

I think all of this kindness
is a poem in itself.

I might wince at all the songs I loved
that helped me through,
because they’ll remind me of cancer.

A green handkerchief on a holiday helps -
Holidays, like levity, are welcome