On the hydrangeas

the weight of the morning sun

the evening sun


---Otsuyu


hospice visit
for the third time
she asks the name
of her daughter
holding her hand

Sketchbook, Vol. 5, No. 2
March/April 2010

5 comments:

diana l. said...

A bittersweet portrait.

Wandering spirit said...

Ugh! I see sadness..

Alan Summers said...

Very moving.

Gemma said...

Heart wrenching.

Vic Gendrano said...

Thank you all so very much! As I write most of my poems from experience, this was from a hospital visit with my grandkids to their grandma. She didn't recognize them at first but when we were leaving, she finally called them by name.