Her voice was musical and alive,
each sentence ended with a smile.
Her laugh contagious, I grin at the memory
and chuckle at the thought.
No birthday, anniversary or holiday forgotten,
always a visit, card or telephone call.
Surrounded by family at her insistence
on any and every occasion.
She made sure you ate seconds
and carried the leftovers home.
After all meals, at anyone’s house,
she helped clean and put everything away.
She never came to any home without a gift
or let anyone leave her home empty handed.
Her voice was musical and alive.
Carl Palmer, twice nominated for the Micro Award in flash fiction and thrice for the Pushcart Prize in poetry, is from Old Mill Road in Ridgeway, VA. Carl now lives in University Place, WA. MOTTO: Long Weekends Forever.