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What mother wants to remember

the death of her child?

One happened in August

when the sun was fierce and

the air stood still.

Grass burned and

lakes dried out, and he

no longer wanted to live.

Another, in February

after a short illness;

an ice storm locked doors,

froze flowers;

bent, broken, they

lay on the ground,

mourners footprints

covered by ice,

the earth unmoving..

Birthdays, Christmas, 4th of July,

other holidays.

It seems every month is a cause

for grief.

And I ask myself,

Is this why I’m here—

to guide and love and cherish,

to watch them die

before they have

a chance to live,

to let them go

before my own life


(c) Mary Harrison, October 30, 2012


Green walnuts
ground covered leaves
bare feet wading
of earth-scent —
magenta, burnt orange,
sunset red

(c) Mary Harrison, October 30, 1012

peeling orange

skinning banana

drinking green tea

bag hanging over

the mug

I remember

when we were

young  bacon

& eggs toast

and coffee

with sugar &

cream how

the aroma filled

our waking

taste still

in my bones

(c) Mary Harrison, 2012