on the train ride home
sleeping children
with blue and yellow rods
in the middle
a protective father
who took both his son
and daughter
fishing
Tag: daughter
To My Grandmother
My mother goes wandering, on this remembrance day
Where she alights or flies to, I’m not sure where she stays
I can only pray to her mother, for safekeeping and providence
For where can a mother go, but to her own mother for guidance.
In Memory
Postage-sized photographs
Litter the attic landing
In windfall, like leaves from
Autumns past.
My grandmother must have
Lingered fingers reverently
On ghost-pale faces —
Dear aunts and uncles.
In recollection of a memory
I cherish strangers;
One day, she shall enshrine
The memory of my daughter of me.
Daddy’s Girl
Like the veil of a bride
Tender falls the night
Around your sleeping head.
The moon as your attendant
Watches with shy pride
While leaves tap on the window —
Harbingers of future courtiers.
RED GLADIOLA 