My Mother Called
She was so happy to see a picture of
her father at 23;
a priceless treasure found;
in a relative's photo album.
Memories each day drifting in and out;
dying when she was 8;
a life lived without his support.
How nice I say;
knowing the losses that have come;
I cry for a little girl and her father.
David Morris
8/23/07
2007
