uncle ross
i still remember you.
you come to my mind
in what seem like
the most random of moments.
like when i see an image of a space shuttle launch.
i remember
watching a space shuttle
(maybe the challenger?)
on your tiny tv.
or when they play an old michael jackson song on the radio.
i remember
seeing a blank tape
on the shelf
next to the bed.
you had written
michael jackson
on the side of it.
i was a little jealous
and i wondered
whether grama & grampa approved.
or when i eat those sweet & buttery & yellow butterscotch candies.
(except
i haven’t eaten them
in years
so i guess
it’s really when i think of them.)
the funeral home
had
a bowl full.
we were allowed to have
one
every hour.
and sometimes, when i look up at the stars in the sky.
(i always whisper
hello
and wave silently.)
i wonder:
if we are all made
of the same stuff as stars,
do we return there?
and if so,
are you twinkling up above me somewhere?
i wonder:
can you see us?
do you look down on us?
do you know that i am thinking of you?
if you do,
i hope
it makes you smile
to know that
your memory
is forever intertwined in my memory
with space shuttles
and michael jackson
and butterscotch candies
and stars.
oh dear Elizabeth these words are beautiful and touch my heart. How deeply I am so sure so many can releate wo the words you have here.
xo
i hope i am remembered someday with such eloquence ~ if only in someone’s heart.
xo
Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.
What a beautiful tribute to one who was obviously so very special to you, Elizabeth.
Betcha Uncle Ross is smiling down on you as he reads this.
Really touching, Libby. So glad you shared! Something like butterscotch candies can bring back such vivid memories of someone special… xo
So touching and beautifully done….
yes
i often wonder the same…so well said E.
To echo what has already been said here: so beautiful. Your words touch my heart. I’m absolutely certain your Uncle Ross heard every word and that your love and memories are fully received by him.