marie

i was six

when they married

memories of that

and more

potato salad and apple pie

summer under the backyard tree

winter crowded in the house

the farmhouse held us all

so long ago

once we were five I wrote

when the first of my brothers died

on the airplane to the funeral

said good-bye to the last

of the five

an orchid

a hospice room

keys, dogs, deer stands, and a 1000 yard stare

even the women they loved are gone

no one now remembers my birth

burned beans on the stove

no one to call on my birthday

teasing and tickles almost torture

generations, factories, farms and wars

Long Swamps and Silver Lakes

no one understands

my references

float freely

in my mind alone

peach pie

German chocolate

chocolate upside down

strawberry shortcake

and many colored cakes

all our favorites

who remembers such simple things

all are gone

but me

alone

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