In Loving Memory

My mother’s passing was in 2004. Life was not always easy for my parents, and yet when I think of them, I think of unconditional love. Poetry is memoir for me. This is a favorite poem. I no longer drive this route, yet memories are as vivid as yesterday. I took the photo this year.

through the Light
of Christmas
I found my way
home

from a hospital
and nursing home
through city and
small town
Main Streets

their streetlamps
with holiday lights

as my mother
was on her way
Home

the time we shared

and still share

Ellen Grace Olinger