Sunday, 21 August 2011
Bright Faces - Anita Holzberg
Birds fly by
the incandescent rain
lightning storm
New Jersey
August in New Jersey
rain and lightning
It held off
knew that I was going the next day
In the storm
I faced the unknown fear
of arriving home
and everyone would be gone
Not so,
Aunt Bern and Uncle Nate
very much there
The choice words I chose
flowed like a ribbon
your face
that Bernice smile
will light my morning and evening
Uncle Nate your thoughtful comments
your words after a mind going so strong
at 94, I saw you and heard you
The lightening storms did not come in the day
I take my airplane
it is over
a visit steeped in loving
Your bright faces
your comments
I will remember.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
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