To Carry Her Home

The author with her mom when Carol visited to say goodbye. Saturday, 21 June 2014. Falls Church, Virginia.

The author with her mom when Carol visited to say goodbye. Saturday, 21 June 2014. Falls Church, Virginia.

I sit here by my mother’s bed
While she slowly drifts off,
And quickly drifts off.

The swift sleep comes in this life,
The slow sleep leads her to the next.

Will she dream?
I know not how, or of what.

But I know
Dreams she may have
Will be lifted on angels’ wings
To carry her home,
To carry her home.

Window Home

View from our window, Zephyr Point Presbyterian Conference Center, Lake Tahoe, Nevada - Sunday, 23 March 2014

View from our window, Zephyr Point Presbyterian Conference Center, Lake Tahoe, Nevada – Sunday, 23 March 2014

Sad, ready to leave

This divinity of blue

To our everyday.

Home Means Nevada

Nevada, where summer nights fall like silk on the skin
Nevada, where blue breaks heart and bathes it whole again
Nevada, where sun sets behind sage Sierra
Nevada, where air carries fresh and scented

My home I hurt to leave