ode to Linda

I've been thinking about
your heart
How full it
is
and open
to let me in
and
giggle with you
and
now
needing
care
A giver
sometimes
becomes so used
to that
they
forget the need
to receive
to
revive
and,
so,
my
Linda
We are
here
to give
For
you allowed us
to
hear
green.