In Your Shadow revised

In Your Shadow    (revised)

He held my hand

after I came into this life

First child of his child

and did not let go

till I held his hand

as he left this life for the next

I could feel his pulse still beating in my palm

when I saw your familiar face

in the land of make believe

I took comfort there

in the story you helped tell

and in mourning that you

I mourned him too

The tale touched many

and you won the prize for your part

mentioning the long departed parent of your parent

in gratitude

Then in thirty odd day your song

with its white stone mast marked Memorial

sailed through green grass

and set foot on my shore

and in those primal grunts of old but eternal sadness

I heard the echoes of Grandfathers

calling

Now I grieve a little less

The loss is not as gone

for when I see you

I see both mine and yours

in your shadow

June 27, 2002

Tressa Lee Breen