Holding On

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem.

Every day, a photograph, a poem. Today we get ready for our trip to a grandson’s graduation— an outside venue and small gathering. We’ll wear masks. It’s a worry though these days. So I found this picture of me wearing the bracelet that Allison made for me and the wishing rock she brought for us from Italy— two little things that I look at in their visible place in our little cottage to remind me of the family and times of love. The little things that keep us holding on to hope when we can’t be together.

Holding on

When the world goes blah
And the rain pours down
And the wind whips through
When family is far
I hold on
I hold the small bracelet
I hold the little wishing rock
I hold the hope
And close my eyes
Thankful knowing
From sad times past
This time too
shall surely pass.

Sheri Edwards
060422 156.365.22
Poetry/Photography

1192 days of posts in a row