Saturday, November 15, 2014

Why Me?



Why me?
This is a tedious task,
much work.


Not a great tree,
my family,
Not any kind of tree,
A spindly twig....


A stunted sapling
of little importance,
No forest giant we.



A pause

Ethereal whispers
persuasive
soft
and still . . .


"Daughter,
if you don't remember us,
Who will?"


Dot Stutter
Victoria, BC. Canada
1996