this you will treasure

i will leave

you something, he tells me,

short

of breath, in a quiet

way,

his hand on my hand.

not riches,

not gold or silver.

or some item that the world

holds dear.

no.

it's nothing like that,

it's

how we talked together,

the memory

of our laughter,

the love

of two men, brothers

in arms.

friends.

this you will treasure,

and remember

forever.