You are always on my mind…

Waking up to another day.                    without you here,                                             on this the, thirteenth year.                                

I know you’d be smiling just                                  knowing it is going to be another hot       

sun-baked summer day-                            you’d be looking for someplace to swim &.                       something to put in the grill.                       

You are probably thinking how I can still have tears…                                                  

after so long.                                                      

I’ll likely always begin these remembrance days                                                                 

with a lump in my throat as                                  I blink back hot tears.                                    

The hug I feel around my shoulders      seems almost real today.                                                

I love you my dear firstborn son.                                       I always will. 

Keep watch over your brother and your friends                                                             who keep the spark of your memory alive.                                             

Death has not diminished our bond. 

©Nancilynnn Saylor                                        10 June 2017

Talkin’ ’bout my generation

They answered a call.                               kissed their mothers goodbye.                 Never to return…

©Nancilynn Saylor.                             Memorial Day 2017

Photo from Internet of VietNam memorial wall /Remembering Hank

Whiter shade of Pale

As day closes down                                     Nasal intoxication                                          her scent lingering…

©Nancilynn Saylor  05/24/17.                                                                                              No greater gift from our little world

“Goodnight, my love…”

Daylight melts in shadows                   Memory on overload.                                         Life sinks- then slumbers .

©Nancilynn Saylor 5 May 2017.