Saturday, September 24, 2011

I, The Elder

I, the Elder now
wait for news of birth
and wellness
and celebrate
from my recliner
technology is my Sanjay

I, the Elder
am asked
"What time was I born, Didi"
" What was my birth weight"
Sometimes I remember,
at others, I don't
as I was not an Elder then

I was just a little girl
7 or 10 delighted to have
a person to hug
and lug around on my hip
and love

And now, I am the Elder
the only one who is witness
to their journeys
And I know now
that if I do not remember
I can make something up

there is no one who will
refute my claim
As I am the last one standing

I, the Elder
But I don't
I tell them the truth,
that I do not remember

I was too busy dancing for joy then

And we remind ourselves
that we will tell our children
and we will write it down
We will take pictures, we will blog, we will record our voices

So they all know..

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Is it?

I wait for the one
who is ever-elusive
perhaps this is love