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| Janice, with her life-long friend, Nancy |
On the Loss of a Cherished Book Club Member
Words
Slipped through the ether
To tell me
Our friend had
Slipped from her body
And into the next chapter.
Lover of those with blood ties and without,
Champion of the lost and found,
Steward of business,
Thinker, Traveler, Epicurean, Adventurer,
Reader of the written word,
Friend,
Partner,
Daughter,
Sister,
Aunt,
Step-mother,
She is no more.
But how can that be
When her Cheshire Cat
Smile
Still remains?
And her laugh,
Her throw-back-her-head-and-howl
Laugh
Still echoes?
Her joy,
Her infectious, sparkling joy
Casts a light that death can not dim.
Her body fought,
Her cells wrestled,
Her spirit never flagged.
Yet the battle was lost.
So,
I will let go of her,
I will release the sparkle of her eyes,
I will forgo the warmth of her embrace,
I will not search out her body in a room,
Or her face in a photo.
I will not listen for her voice.
But I will hold onto
That smile,
That laugh,
That joy
Which will stay with me,
Solid and sure and true,
Until the final page is turned.
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| Janice - Virginia Creeper Trail 2015 |
