kathycf
03-21-2007, 01:45 AM
Memory Rains
On that day
We stood by helplessly watching
fists clenched
as she breathed her last.
On that day
We clasped hands that were still warm
with an illusion of life, as tears flowed
like so many small streams.
On that day
The sun shone, birds sang and flowers bloomed
and yet
in my heart a blizzard raged and I shivered, alone
and lost.
Dorothy C.
March 21, 1935--June 4, 1992
Artist, teacher and beloved Mother.
On that day
We stood by helplessly watching
fists clenched
as she breathed her last.
On that day
We clasped hands that were still warm
with an illusion of life, as tears flowed
like so many small streams.
On that day
The sun shone, birds sang and flowers bloomed
and yet
in my heart a blizzard raged and I shivered, alone
and lost.
Dorothy C.
March 21, 1935--June 4, 1992
Artist, teacher and beloved Mother.