Back Porch Memories with Mom
As we had peaceful cups of coffee on the our back porch together,
mourning doves cooednearby.
You and I chatted knowingly about the family and the day.
Now in my memory,your white robe seems to glow.
You smile as you sip from yr dainty cup while holding a saucer.
Our backyard blue spruce frames you in the moment.
You tell me what is essential
with and without words that
God is in nature all around us,lto live in the present and to do onto others as you would have others do onto you. Those moments and meanings
soothe my mind and warm my heart.
I love you, Mom. I feel your kindness and undying love.
Posted by Liz McVay
Friday August 31, 2018 at 11:39 pm