For Rita
Holding it all
together
She dreams peace and
survival,
sheltered there by
dappled second story leaves.
She sings hope and
hears the stories in every key.
And through all the
pictures and the music live
the trees and dogs and
cats and all the lost souls
who aren’t sure if
they can make it without her.
She reaches for them
all as if from her
fingers she can spin
safety nets.
Some believe and find
soft landings there.
doubters, more dense,
fall.
They break her a
little every time.
Yet she knows there’s
glue in the music
and she keeps it
handy.
© Gay Reiser Cannon 2010 All Rights Reserved
Inspiring
ReplyDeleteSounds kind of like a mother, Mother Nature perhaps? Lovely and full of belief.
ReplyDeleteThanks PattiKen. I guess she has transferred her "mothering" traits to all the needy ones. She exists on her own, childless and caring for stray cats, elderly neighbors, single moms, recovering addicts and a yard full of rescued dogs. She's a truly loving woman and an inspiration to those who know her.
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