I saw Sue today,
Her cheeks red from the
Childish teeth of bitter cold,
Her yellow, windswept hair
(Which grays only when you watch it)
Veiling her eyes which are narrowed
In the wind.
I remember Sue in Sunday School,
Always cheerful in the morning,
With her cocoa in one hand
And her Bible in the other,
And her eyes which lit the room
Read the faces of her friends.
The crusty eyes and morning smiles
Looked back in admiration.
And at her daughter's funeral,
I distinctly remember that kiss
As she leaned shakily into the casket
And whispered into ears
That didn't hear.
I remember when Sue moved here
From Nebraska
With her family
And her eyes were clearly lost
As she moved throughout the town.
And when I saw Sue today,
I saw that expression again,
The one she's worn since Abby died.
Author notes
Simply, I saw Sue today. She was harassed by the winter weather, and I wanted to stop and hold her hand but I just whipped around the corner in my Mountaineer and headed off home. She has been my Sunday School teacher and my friend. I have gone to school with all three of her children. Abby was killed in a car accident this year. Michael is in the Air Force. Elsa is a Junior in High School. A parent never gets over the loss of his/her child.
Please tell me what you think
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I will never forget
It still seems like it was just yesterday....
This is a very good poem, I'm very impressed, as always.
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This was great! I only knew abby through megan but i was still very upset when i heard what had happened to her. i couldn't believe it! She was so young! Same age as my sister...it was just a very hard blow to everyone. I wish i could make their lives better, but i guess there is nothing anyone can do...just a very sad situation.
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I can imagine the death of a child really is one of the hardest things in life to get over but somehow they do. I know someone who lost their child, and mother at the sametime, and still having a hard time recovering.
This was sad, and heartfelt.
Kari
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