The Dawning of Remembrance
It is in the moments of simplicity and sweetness that a soul’s footprint lives on,
Lives on in others, in the community and in some small and yet infinite way the world.
The remembrance is doubles sided, equally bitter and sweet,
The longing to be near and the gratitude for what was imparted.
The gentle breeze whispers into the soul,
Calling the oozing to the Light.
Come and be near,
I will hold you tight
Until the buckling of the interior has released the
(Lori, in remembrance of your father Hugh)