Mary, After All These Years by Persephone Abbott

Mary, After All These Years
by
Persephone Abbott

Woman, my friend, where are you?

I've searched and double checked

Thinking of the cross stitching

Your needle made to keep my

Hands frost free in the Midwest

Many winters ago when you

Wrote me letters about your son

John and his violin lessons

To keep me company along

With the red and white mittens

Knit especially with love

Warmly embracing me, now I vaguely float

With tepid melancholy around the Internet

Thinking of you, appreciating your gifts

More than ever.

Persephone Abbott is a multilingual musician and writer who lives in The Netherlands in the historical city of Gouda. Born in America, she left to live in Europe at a young age
"to pursue a life different from what she could have otherwise experienced." Learn more about Persephone at http://persephoneabbott.com/.

peninsulapoet:
Lovely poem.
Posted 10/08/2012 09:45 AM

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