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.
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.