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Icicles for Tears
Memories tattoo my brain like an artist
I miss loved ones passed and the last
Time I saw each one is frozen
Like icicle tears swelling brown eyes
Last time I saw her alive she
Was full of joy eating favorite foods
Planning her life despite breast cancer
Nothing stopped her from dreaming
Not even death
Final time I saw him in Atlanta
It was summer and he was smiling
Carrying his first grandson on
His shoulders piggy back style
Definitely proud
And so many more I hold on shores
Of happiness and gratitude for
I know love outruns death
I know somehow they are better
Where they are now in heaven
Copyright ©
Karen Jones
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