White-haired, sad-faced in the park
Sees relatives all gathered round,
Dinner spread out on the ground,
Dinner spread out on the ground,
Children graying, grandkids grown,
Great grandkids she's never known.
In her sad eyes linger traces
Of yearning for forgotten faces:
For the husband who passed away
On a dimly distant frozen day;
For infants under slate tombstones;
For happy times long-since gone.
Great grandkids she's never known.
In her sad eyes linger traces
Of yearning for forgotten faces:
For the husband who passed away
On a dimly distant frozen day;
For infants under slate tombstones;
For happy times long-since gone.
We laugh and eat and all the while
Her toothless mouth can barely smile.
Homecoming. But she cannot forget
That she's not home--not quite home yet.
(Poetry Corner/Gainesville Times/1974)....... (Photo: Chesty Reynolds, circa 1970's)
