they can return

Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin

they can return
in new and different ways
some of the things
thought lost

my mother and I were
closer in her old age
though we always loved
language and books

a past illness led to me
simply sitting with her
for hours as that was
something I could do

conversations
the trust that grows
though decades
of unconditional love

now sometimes
these many years
since her passing
I remember what she said
and the advice still applies

Ellen Grace Olinger

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old family tablecloth

old family tablecloth
placed over
my tall file cabinet

from where I sit
and read . . .

the pattern
forms the
Cross

Happy Easter!

Ellen Grace Olinger