New Day

 

The sound of rain

Through an open window

A crow’s call

A new day has begun.

For All That Is Lost

For all that is lost

I weep

For those we miss

Today and every day

Like the scent of orange blossoms

Or rain

Carries a memory

Too sweet to be painful

Too sad to make you smile

Just a gentle breeze

Touching your cheek

Like someone you remember

Always.

In memory of Kate Donahue

5/20/85 - 1/6/11