Activity
taking place today
at East Ridgelawn.
Cars line the
parking area as
People bond with loved ones;
at the plot next to Mom's,
a family redecorates
Their matriarch's resting place,
planting lovely florals.
Across the way, some children
run to greet a relative,
their father keeping watch.
I spend a few moments
with Mom, realigning a brick
that slipped out of place.
I say my prayers for her,
and communicate,
Memories taking me back
to my mom's house,
conversing during visits.
Always soft-spoken,
yet listening to every word.
So valuable were those moments;
fleeting, yet precious.
05/11/2019
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