She waits in darkness still as firelight
For the circle to close,
For his hand to clasp hers
Remembering, even
Its shape and blemishes
From a time beyond today.
As though she could ask him
With flowers on her breath
What was the last thing that you saw?
And were you thinking of me?
For you Dad, 16 years now.
So touching, Cath...
I LOVE the hiking photos below. They are truly brethtaking. How lucky you are to live near such beauty!
Posted by: Anabelle O'Malley | August 06, 2009 at 08:10 AM
That was beautiful, Catherine.
Posted by: Marilyn Moore | August 06, 2009 at 02:30 PM
I forgot that August 5 is a significant day for you, too. I hope someday you'll have answers to those questions.
Posted by: Jennifer Schaerer | August 06, 2009 at 05:13 PM