The background is red
Her hair has become silver
And her dress is rust.
Her smile these days is pure gold
And her eyes sparkle anew.
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This poem was published first in Time Of Singing, years ago. It was written for my mother, after my father’s passing. I included this poem in my first chapbook, And So My Soul, which was illustrated by Charles A. Waugaman (2001, Elin Grace Publishing).
Quiet Christmas Poetry (2014, Elin Grace Publishing) is my second chapbook.
It is good sometimes to reflect upon the mystery of time and how projects vary in their individual journeys.
My parents, Harold and Enola Borgh, were both teachers, and they volunteered as teachers after they retired. They would be happy to know of my volunteer work in education at The Haiku Foundation.
Ellen Grace Olinger