was so
obvious
yesterday,
and yet
her presence
was too.
We longed
for her
in our
remembering-
her calico print
blouse in the
framed picture,
the mom that
wore that blouse,
so many
lifetimes ago.
Even the gold
ensconced edge
of the Lenox dish,
she herself selected
as a very young
bride.
And then,
of course,
her wedding gown too
evokes a story,
bought on sale...
to fit the occasion.
Who else would
do something
like that?
The details of her life,
remain so clear
in the small tangible
remains.
But then...
there are the babies
she'd never meet,
her granbabies
bringing
us all together,
uniting us
once more
to take a look back,
and to look
forward too.
For there--
in those
impish grins,
in the silly chorus
of childhood voices,
and in the clatter
of footfalls,
she lives,
even now,
causing trouble,
stirring them up,
Calling our
hearts
to always,
always celebrate
the joy
in the laughter...
And isn't it
the laughter,
the fun,
the trouble-making
that she
was most about?
8 comments:
This is beautiful. I'm not kidding when I say that I have goosebumps!
beautiful. when are you going to publish- or have you?
I'm working on it. I'm also thinking I'm going to change the name on my blog...you certainly can't be a thin skin if you want to make it in the publishing world! I won't quit my day job, though, that's for sure!
Now how are you planning to go on book tours and write many more books and much more poetry (under deadline, mind you) and still work a day job?
Can't happen. You're going to need to quit eventually. Sooner than you think! I know it!
Okay, now you're approaching #1 fan status! Perhaps we'll make it to the blogging hall of fame together!
Hey! I thought I was number one fan:)
Oops, it's a tie then. Let's not fight, kids!
Wow! That's all I can say...wow!
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