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She loved lilies, her cowboy,
a good laugh, and every shade of green—
lived many years without him,
now in bones beside him
with the river’s melody
beneath them both, serene.
March 20, the first buzz of spring—
Spring—like the trumpeting of lilies,
cherry blossoms, birthdays,
and new spring green, only lasts so long—
but like an Irish ballad, or an old Welsh song
sung from memory—
the missing her goes on,
evergreen.
© 2025 Jennifer Wagner
So lovely a lament, Jennifer. True absence indeed is evergreen.
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the missing her goes on,
evergreen.
Just a beautiful poem and tribute to Kathleen and the "cowboy" who rests beside her.
"river’s melody
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A profound space, holding, moving, lulling.
A beautiful write this part is especially touching.
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beneath them both, serene.
Lovely, Jen.
ReplyDeleteTruly lovely tribute, woven in with nature's caring caresses.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful lament and tribute to Kathleen, Jennifer. I love the idea of her ‘now in bones beside’ her cowboy ‘with the river’s melody beneath them both, serene’. I know the evergreen of missing.
ReplyDeleteThis is so very beautiful.....the missing her - evergreen. I love the flowers and greenness of this beautiful elegy.
ReplyDeleteThis is a lovely way to mourn, Jennifer!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully sad and heartfelt! Well done.
ReplyDeleteThis is gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteSong sung so tenderly, reverently, beautifully.
ReplyDeleteSo much emotion bubbling inside I'm not sure where to put it ... consider it splashed within my comment.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful. This stirs a lot of emotion in me.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteI love the way you lament her, especially the ties fo green and all those birthdays you recall.
ReplyDeleteI know a bit about evergreen longing, Jen. delicately woven ~
ReplyDeletePoignant and beautiful, Jennifer! Especially that last couplet! Le Sigh.
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