[MartyT]

TODAY
--by Sandy, May 2009

Today,
Instead of taking your baby to the park
I will rake winter debris
And plant flowers
And say your name at least ten times.
Rather than feed you lunch
Or converse with your wife,
I will listen for your whisper
And dig for dimes
And hug my friends who know exactly
Why I am here.
Instead of watching you
Wrestle with your brother
Or throw sticks for your dog
I will sweep dirt from
The Jason’s Park stone
And wash bird feces off
Your brick
And maybe see a dragonfly that surely flies for you.
Much has changed
From what it might have been.
But one phenomenon remains
Burning Constant,
Never wavering,
Always intense.
One single whoosh
One stream of energy
Nothing but love
. . . all that is
Remains.

© 2009 by Sandy Goodman, bereaved mother and author, Love Never Dies: A Mother's Journey from Loss to Love
sandy@loveneverdies.net
Reprinted with permission of the author