Sleep Now
On this day
Of your great distance
From my arms
I sing the song
You taught me on the swing
Under that gracious oak
As light laced through branches
Leaving shadows on the ground
You won't be aware they say
But you know my tears--
The ones you dried so many times
They fall on your forehead
As I say farewell
With a holy kiss
And walk the path home without you….
(from Alabaster Box)
Sept. 26, 2011
for my Aunt…I miss you so
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