Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

They Visit Me Still

Train whistle
I think of Dad. He loved them so
Coyote comes to visit almost to my front porch
That’s Daddy too

Smell of smoke.
My father-in-law Dwight is here.
Cupboards slamming now
With no person in the kitchen, my mother-in-law, Helen.

I await my mother’s presence
Wondering how she will make herself known
She has not been gone long
Maybe still resting

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Nisha Dhaka March 27, 2020 at 12:19 AM "To live in the hearts we leave behind is not to die. " Parents may part but they never depart. Caren Krutsinger March 27, 2020 at 3:49 PM They are never gone; I keep picking up the phone because we have so many new things to talk about. Then I remember. It is sadly not easy for me to remember she is gone.