You used to order tons
of return address labels.
They were for all your letters
that you wrote back home,
home being anywhere really
where there was love.
You wrote
to family, and to friends,
scattered like the roots of your life,
across lands and oceans.

Those labels always had
images of kittens, mickey mouse, roses, doves,
pictures full of sweet happiness,
just as I’m sure your letters were,
just as you were to us.
And just like how you were
with everyone,
those labels were meant to guide us
to find you,
to find home.