It\u2019s been over twenty years
\nSince you passed away
\nSadness in my heart
\nGladness of memories
\nSubtle signs you send
\nReach me as a mortal
\nShows you still care
\nQuarters left in pathways
\nI remember how you delighted
\nWhen exchanging dollars at the post
\nFor newly minted state quarters
\nDid you receive the ones we left?
\nDid you know your life would end at North Carolina?
\nQuarters left at your gravesite
\nLike stones left a Jewish markers
\nQuarters littered in pathways
\nButterflies a popular symbol of loved ones breaking through Heaven
\nI find you throughout the bluebonnet flowers
\nI remember the daffodils you fondly passed along
\nIn brown bottles wrapped in a spring poem
\nSweet peas trailing on the shed
\nA touch of Heaven with
\nPennies in pathways
\nDimes the angels place Heaven sent
\nFond memories of soil mingled with cedar
\nReminds me of the work you did
\nEven in the heat of summer
\nDimes in the doorways
\nA reminder my love of writing
\nCame throughout the generations through you
\nYou seeded my fertile mind with yellowed issues
\nOf writer\u2019s chronicles
\nYellow pads scratched by pens
\nContaining spills from the confines
\nOf your mind
\nA mortal life
\nEras of hardwork to overcome strife
\nCourage and chance
\nYou provided me a lifestyle beyond
\nCircumstance
\nLiberal ideas to debate
\nCollege you encouraged
\nYou moved me in lieu of my parents
\nMountain laurel scent
\nFlower petals floating through air
\nThat dead of winter
\nOn top of the dormitory hill
\nDecember semester visits
\nShaking the hand of my future husband
\nA smile and a silence acquiescence
\nYou transferred me without resistance
\nA quarter found many Mother\u2019s days
\nTo show you know my daughter
\nEven without a mortal glance
\nPennies in pathways that David pockets
\nAdmonishing society of the waste
\nA penny richer
\nQuarters in pathways
\nBluebonnets break through soil
\nRandom pocket change year after year
\nOh why?
\nWhy?
\nDid you have to die?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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