Whispers
This beautiful poem came out of my heart all in one sitting during a writing group the summer following mom’s passing. Cardinals were always her birds. Shortly after she passed in January of 2015 I found five full couples of cardinals gathered round my birdfeeder out back. What could be a more poignant message from mom than sending a pair for each – my grandmother and her four daughters – who all made the Alzheimer’s Journey…
Mom – I missed you in the lilies this summer
The wind slipped through the holes in the pines
whispering secrets and memories
brushing back and forth in time to some unknown beat
Never wilting in the heat of lust or day or, whatever may come.
Or not knowing what it was that made time tick away its lot
surrounded by some warm, moist spot lost among the sun-dappled
sprigs of birdsongs
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