for Elisabetta
the warm patches where your smile
as light glides from dark roof tops
and lingers on the side of houses
while window-panes send it back in flashes
so in my thinking of you Elisabetta
I'm rescued to the warm patches
where your smile brightens
the tapestry of life
and any migrant bird heart is again safe
in sunny shelter and can take
its breath
27th Febb/6th March