The Year in Review
Beautiful
complicated
passionate
woman
my momma
died on Presidents’ Day
5 p.m.
Virginia time
I grieve
Sanna Jean
muscles ache
bone pain
trouble drawing breath
she is
in boats
in caves
with me
in dreams
by the sea
our heels dig into wet sand
her first born
a rope
of love
chokes us
green eyes
hers greener
noses
bull-tempers
oh yes momma
I will
I will know the difference
in a hundred years
March 2nd, 2013 at 5:13 pm
I think of her so often. I remember that look of hers,that Elizabeth Taylor look, of hers about life, love, how to live, how not to live, and I too grieve for her and for the love she felt for life.
She was robbed!