" My Mother's Letter To Me"

In my Mother’s arms I weep away

this photograph of remembrance

a fragment from a wedding gown,

yellow daisies pressed in a frame

so fragile her lock of golden hair,

pinned to a ribbon of palest blue.

The color I see in her pretty eyes

with a golden ring a stone a-glow,

shining for Dad in her letter to me.



“Dad went to fight a war for liberty

a home in heaven for our family,

bonded together forever more

seeing you playing with him,

the toys from the draw

painted red a dragon,

carved from wood

his love for you.

In his memory

blue eyes my son,

beautiful in sunlight

a guiding light in sight,

sharing our love together

this reflection within a heart,

seeing you crying your tears -

O if only he had stayed at home?”



I cried a million tears that day,

my name printed on this letter

folded in a flag with memories.

Mom holding hands with prayer

my sister so pale at the funeral,

hearing embe recite this poem

composed lovely for our family,

the golden frame on the wall

a guiding photograph of faith.