I
can remember you round , but when you left me, you were but a bird.
Like
a nestling.
Yesterday
I curled up on my bed,
just
as you used to do
--
my head on the pillow, the pillow folded on my shoulder,
my
knees tucked up and the coverlet I am resting on
snuggled
around me -- like a nest.
I
remember napping with you
except
you were the only one
doing
the napping.
I
remember doing my homework with you and it was a joy,
you,
the ever patient teacher.
I
remember you boating with daddy, golfing
with daddy, having coffee and donuts -- powdered sugar donuts -- with daddy;
just going for a ride with daddy.
Ever ready to
go with.
And
when we went shopping, you preferred to sit in the shoe department
while
I went to try on whatever it was I thought I had to have
and
then parade it persuasively in the shoe department
for
you to see.
And
I remember singing hymns on the way to the Lake
and
how much you loved being with family
--
how very much you loved your family.
Dearest
mommy
I
lost you a long time ago
but
I remember.
And
while you are in heaven, mommy, give daddy a hug from me and kiss my sweetheart
and then I expect you will be watching Wheel of Fortune or Jeopardy and knowing
all the answers OR playing bridge and eating Cheese Nibs and drinking scotch.
