In your honor
I tie my sandals,
Wipe the Dust off the table
Open the Window
In your honor
I break twigs
Build fire
Cook the food I like
never settle for Less
never compromise
Always accept what I am given
In your honor
I exercise my limbs
at times strenuously
other times less
but always with Purpose
In your honor
I bow to the power
of what I might not know
Yet stand up
For that which I do Know
In your honor
I grow Lavender
all around your house
Our house
Watch the Bees buzz
their Worker circuits
Tirelessly,
In your honor
I sit on this Hill
Overlooking your favorite Vista
See you everywhere
I set my Gaze
The Black Mountains in the distance
Where You Once Fought
the Cypress
Where You Now Rest,
the Sunflowers
the Wheat, and finally
the Ever-Giving
Fig
In Your Honor
I love this mama!!!! I know who it reminds me of 🙂
!!!!! Thank you My Maiki!!!!
Magnificent. Perpetual loss and rebirth……and the omnipresence of those we have ever loved and who loved us…..
Omnipresence indeed, thank you for that Andrea, xo.
Our loved ones live on and we honor t hem every day. Beautiful, Kiki.
Thank you Melissa! So good to read you here!
In your honor, I have presence there with you!! xo
You do indeed Christina!
Such a loving honor, you are a glowing girl.
Straight to my heart, paula
So beautiful, Kiki! Honoring the loved ones we have lost, we also honor our own being. For they are part of who we are!
They Are Dorothy, they so are!
Kiki dear, what a reminder of how to live life! Thank you for reminding me!