Thursday, January 6, 2022

Miss E.

           Miss E.


An Osprey glides low

and then swoops up

and lands high

across the creek...

Lands high in a winter tree.


The osprey faces me

spreads his wings

then looks to the side

like a portrait on a coin:

A statement stance

that holds my attention

and respect.


I think of Miss E

with her estuary birds

and love of life,

her devoted husband

their beautiful daughters.


I am grateful for the time

you were on earth,

my darling, talented cousin-

living life to the fullest.

 

 

                            poem copyright © 2022 Anne Selden Annab

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