is there an answer for the call of loss
is there an essence for the home returned house
is there a worthy pause of time amidst still
is there one or another, a recourse for familiar
there is none, a maiden fair seemingly wished well
there is none, a voyage recapitulated
there is not ever one who is right with a void….
of the emancipation of demise, its parlor of what was stoic
this was written in celebration of the life of my dearly departed grandmother who i knew enough of to enjoy and knew not enough of to be left a wonder. life is here and now so please let us do all we can to injoy!