Elegy for Evelyn


(January 15, 1920 – April 26, 2008)


“Believing Thomas”,
No need to hear the dirt fall
To know you are gone.

For forty-one years
Geography parted us.
Now Death ends our time.

Visits were too few
To know you as others did;
Our loss was sooner.

A gentle parting,
Eased by failing memory,
As your past dissolved.

Crosswords on the lawn
Under your cherry tree’s shade,
Laughing at the clues.

Only the present
Existed for the moment,
And then flickered out.

For me, our time lives
In smiles, hugs, and time with you
That I’ll always have.


© 2008 Michael Yanega


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