Between the Lines
Sierra Smiles (A Rispetto)
Sierra sweet, unblemished heart
takes hold of thoughts from Grandpa Dave
remembering, of his depart
as we go through his things to save.
The photos of, from walls we took
with tearing eyes in after-look.
A day we spent in memories.
Sierra smiles, this time to seize.
A baby in the lap of old
now fourteen years, she's not denied
the knowing of a love, she's told
from pictured words that books provide.
Bagged and tied, we rid of stuff.
Too much he saved, we laughed enough
when clearing out each pocket's find:
a mint, a clip, toothpick, combined.
The same we found in hand bags, still,
belonging to my sister, gone.
Five years of kept, this day until
we placed the rid of, on the lawn.
Sierra smiles this day with me
enjoying what we once could see
and feel from Dave and Marcia, each:
love left behind, within our reach.
~~well I spent yesterday with a great niece and nephew emptying out some of the rooms of my sister and brother-in-law's home since they are both "gone" now~~ and Michael, we did have some fun moments so it's not all sad