Poetry

Sonnet for Abe


My love for you continues to this day.
With our photographs and history I stay.
Writing stories of our life together
keeps me brave: Alive, and feeling better.
Diction, sound, and words compose my way.
Without, the house would be in disarray.
Today I moved your journals to the hall,
Last night I collaged our bedroom wall.
Abe, remember our gazebo in the yard?
I painted it with pictures of the bard.
Come to me, listen, Sweet, to the bird’s song.
Just a minute, sit with me, not for long.
We’ll read Shalom Aleichem in the shade,
snuggle like we used to. Then go, my Abe.