What Happens when a Body is Buried

“Beloved,” she said, “I’ll have you
Come down. I’ll have you stop
Upon this bank, and I’ll have you let me
Walk with you back to the Sea.”

Promise of Spring

 

Remembering  the breeze of cold  as fall came that day.

Ready for the sweaters and all the football they would play.

Leaves turned brilliant colors I seem to forget from year to year.

Still in awe of October skies winds howling their blustery sneer.