Tuesday, May 18, 2010


a warm bosom pillow
will cradle tears no more
today whispered poetry
is scattered by the wind
a woman on the night shift
watches another
exhale for the last time
raw eyes sigh tears of relief

she taught me to double tape boxes
-moving to keep up with life-
how to stack dishes
to minimize damage
got to keep moving

“life is moving so much faster now, mom
I think I’m beginning to understand
I miss you
I love you


Anonymous said...

Hey cousin! Miss you all and thinking of you. :)

Anonymous said...

Love ya,

bluerose said...

Hi Mika! You thinking about visiting us this year? We'd love to see ya :]

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

Loving picture--more evocative sad words! :-(

sweet, too!

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

I love this picture of mother and daughter, such love!