in sepia flourishes they wrote
remembrances in the antique albums
but once the pages crackled fresh
in their appointed hour
and present trees cast shadows
in the May afternoons of
their inscriptions
I will remember you
in flowers of blue
forget me nots
in old stickers with the clasped hands prayer
unspoken love
the posies rendered
and the doves brand new.
is it true they lived once
to breathe upon the page
and they were young and laughed
and dazzled by their prospects.
all of us coming after
will not understand
we tread only on their stage.
from age to age
in the same graduation whites
resplendent in the auditoriums
we take our place
until the petals fall and fade
and we are inscribed then
too.
Eternity's latest.
mary angela douglas 23 july 2017
remembrances in the antique albums
but once the pages crackled fresh
in their appointed hour
and present trees cast shadows
in the May afternoons of
their inscriptions
I will remember you
in flowers of blue
forget me nots
in old stickers with the clasped hands prayer
unspoken love
the posies rendered
and the doves brand new.
is it true they lived once
to breathe upon the page
and they were young and laughed
and dazzled by their prospects.
all of us coming after
will not understand
we tread only on their stage.
from age to age
in the same graduation whites
resplendent in the auditoriums
we take our place
until the petals fall and fade
and we are inscribed then
too.
Eternity's latest.
mary angela douglas 23 july 2017
