Silent Guardians
You stand there, silent & watching
each of you in turn holding a bank of memories
That are mine to draw from each day
To the North, the Catalinas
Draw me back to childhood days
of breakfasts, camp fires & snow ball fights
teenage drives & love's first kiss
To the East, the Rincons
Where I have wiled the time away
I've hiked your trails & greeted the moon
watched storms roll in & lightening play
To the South, the Santa Ritas
Long forgotten roads & ghost towns
hold my grief & pain, sorrow & tears
when from adulthood & its trials I ran
To the West, the Tucson Mountains
settling low & wide, hold a poet's dreams
Just me & a cactus wren serenade
as day gave way to desert night
You stand there, silent & watching
welcoming me home & drawing me close
At every turn I find you there
Solid & watchful, ever the Silent Guardians
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