Post by Honeylioness on Oct 13, 2015 20:31:38 GMT -5
CHRISTMAS PAST
The picture appears without warning
Sweeping her back on a riptide of memory.
Faces posed in front of the tree anticipating
the camera’s flash.
Ryo, holding a golden-haired girl on his lap.
Steve and Mayu, Jamie and Nick, framed in icicle lights reflecting in the window.
Son Mike, Taylor tucked into his embrace, wife by his side. Patriarch Rick, Yuri’s smile tilted toward the one saying “cheese”.
Lorien and Andrew newlywed shiny and Daphne staunch friend, anchor the line of smiling faces.
And there, just off-center she stands.
Hr face serious, as if she knows that before long she’ll be erased from such groupings.
Close to her beloved auntie, it’s as though she senses her time here is short.
Soon, too soon, there will be a Lesley-shaped hole in my heart, burnt there by the fire that took her life.
Now she waits, for eternity’s portrait to be filled in.
~ Rebecca Dawson
The picture appears without warning
Sweeping her back on a riptide of memory.
Faces posed in front of the tree anticipating
the camera’s flash.
Ryo, holding a golden-haired girl on his lap.
Steve and Mayu, Jamie and Nick, framed in icicle lights reflecting in the window.
Son Mike, Taylor tucked into his embrace, wife by his side. Patriarch Rick, Yuri’s smile tilted toward the one saying “cheese”.
Lorien and Andrew newlywed shiny and Daphne staunch friend, anchor the line of smiling faces.
And there, just off-center she stands.
Hr face serious, as if she knows that before long she’ll be erased from such groupings.
Close to her beloved auntie, it’s as though she senses her time here is short.
Soon, too soon, there will be a Lesley-shaped hole in my heart, burnt there by the fire that took her life.
Now she waits, for eternity’s portrait to be filled in.
~ Rebecca Dawson