Photo by MDH
The tree points up
bound in light
Bulbs reflect rainbows
silhouettes of spirits
who visit
loved ones .. .. ..
Grandma’s throw lies
about my neck
pastels crocheted
upon her lap
Those hands gave love
in soup and shawl
Franciscan prayers
at the Adoration Chapel
Ninety years since her birth
red-haired Iowan girl
Graduate of Bowling Green
eloped a World War II veteran
a dairy farmer
of German descent
She forwent her
father’s blessing .. .. ..
Margaret was a
thinker . teacher
wife . mother . widow
and in later years
a blue coated
patient escort
always quick in wit
and to another’s need
chauffeuring a friend to mass
teaching a grandchild math
and grinning upon sight
of great grandkids
