last memory

My last memory of you gardening

You sat on the ground weeding

Not enough energy to stoop


A memory of my late husband. I have a photo of him that day doing the weeding, but I don’t have access to it on my new phone here in the nursing home. However, it is forever in my memory. I wrote this poem during the 2021 Postcard Poetry Fest.

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Poet / Blogger / Writer
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