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On Memories, the Soul and Gentle Breezes

She has seen so much before Her eyes they have lost their sparkle She sits in Her chair to watch the hummingbirds flit and sip at the bird feeders She has prepared She has made those for years i remember sitting with Her and talking about boys and schoolwork and how beautiful the hummingbirds sounded as they zipped past the screen door we know they will return Her taste for pecans never prevented Her from collecting them off Her land for pies and candies Her legs hurt from walking too long how i miss picking pecans with Her as i grew time was lost and i visited Her less and less with regret i think of all the talks and fun and laughter while we canned fruits and jellies together i wish i could bring back those years the summer before i was married we talked of love and happiness and i was privileged to know how Pa and Ma met when she asked, "Do You Believe In Love At First Sight?" we stayed up 'til morning talk of mike and how She believed he was an angel and how She met her first husband and the birth of mimi, i know She has always love me i am Her pride and joy She has lived a long life that was hard but worth it because She has produced a wonderful family that babies Her in Her old age oh, how She hates that She talks about Her last days as if tomorrow Her soul will take flight and wonders why God hasn't sent for Her yet perhaps She is not done or He wishes Her to see something precious i wonder if it is for me (how narcissistic) to see my wedding or the birth of the daughter that will carry Her middle name She cried when i told Her that but that's how much She means to me i vainly pray that She will live long enough to see these things that are important to me when She will be able to hold with Her middle name Her great-great-granddaughter, LEE ellen now She sits in her rocking chair watching the hummingbirds Her soul takes flight upon a gentle breeze that carried Her far away in time when She could pick pecans and can jellies when She and Pa met or when Her children were born i know many stories from Her past and i am proud that i am the only one that has taken the flight with her soul on one of those gentle breezes

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Date: 10/23/2014 11:53:00 PM
Very touching . . . spending time with one you love. I had a friend who was confined to a wheelchair and we visited each week. It slowed me down to see the beauty of another and profound effect it had on me. You captured the essence of a scared relationship. Keep writing.
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