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| My mom's engagement photo, 1957 |
Miss You [haibun]
The grey days of winter crash and foam, one much like another. Memories sprout like tender green buds under a warm yellow sun. You thrived in spring, with your hands in the dirt, coaxing forth a rainbow of blossoms.
Anniversaries pass, faster and faster. It’s been 15 years since we went to the fair and even longer since we did a puzzle, played a game, learned a new craft. You never had the chance to meet your great-grands, but I know you would love them. As I near the age you were, time unspools into the past, and the good times shine like diamonds in my mind.
These empty blue rooms
Echo my silent crying
I miss you Mommy
Echo my silent crying
I miss you Mommy
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This poem appears in my forms scrapbook Odds and Ends. It's now been 19 years since we went to the fair.
The feeling of loss never ends, does it? You learn to live with it, but it's always there.
ReplyDeleteSo true. I miss her every day...
DeleteA beautiful eulogy! And you look like you have your mother's beautiful smile.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
DeleteThat's a very nice tribute to her.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mary
DeleteVery pretty woman. My mother was also engaged in 1957.
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
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