The scent of this morning’s
Fresh plucked Magnolia blossom
Fills the room tonight.
One of my favorites…
One I cannot explain to my own satisfaction,
Much less to another.
Tonight, I am reminded of the first time I smelled Magnolia and how the adrenaline swelled through my body while Angels infused the air.
Lemon scented paradise…
It’s different tonight . I cannot lose the lump in my throat no matter how much I swallow.
The scent of Angels this Spring will remind me of my sister who lays dying
Bravely fighting the cancer ravaging her already frail form. Tears scald my cheeks as
I lift the bloom-filled globe to inhale the smell of Heaven that awaits her.
Nancilynn Saylor 2 June 2018
Today we lost a friend.
The thief, this time- Pancreatic cancer.
He was younger than both of us.
I have an overwhelming sense of sadness;
Tony has departed the physical earth…
Remembering back to the night we met,
at his dad’s and Becky’s house…
Romeo was massaging Becky
and I was feeling excluded, and
at the very least, a teensy bit
new lover jealous.
Up walks young, handsome Tony
stands in front of me
with his arm above my head,
against the wall
he drew me into his arms
with passionate kisses
his lips, both soft and hard
I thought him much younger than me,
is all it was.
Today, I feel mortal;
More mortal then with my own cancer
or the demon, MS.
Today my tears,
are for Tony,
his wife, his young girls.
Your spirit will live in our hearts