Nancy G.

for my mother-in-law

And just like that you were gone
When the rain was crying hard on the street
It’s convoluted like the darkness
Engulfing our souls and our hearts

Where’s the beautiful lady
Bright and shining on the wedding day?
Where’s the caring mother
Who cooked and worked and took care of her five children
Until exhausted and passed out?

Your “Leopard” is still roaming the forest
Your freshly baked blueberry muffins
Left a warm and sweet taste on my tongue
But you’re gone
Like the grains of light I reach out
To grasp but I catch nothing.

R.I.P.

F.G.

for my father-in-law

 

Having experienced all life’s
ups and downs, he accepted it

with grace. Think death.
Think life. Months, weeks,

days, hours. Two sides
of a matter. The numbers

on the screen were flickering-
blood pressure, heart rate,

respiration rate, oxygen level.
The body had fought back

all pains and illnesses until
all sufferings were gone.

Who is able to comprehend
the loss? Only tears and grief

will be lingering in the air,
contained in the hand-

crafted wooden jewelry box,
hovering over the grape vine,

mixed in the home-made
chicken parmesan years after

he’s gone to heaven
rejoice and be glad.

R.I.P, F.G.