Infants Remembered In Silence (IRIS) - Poems

Remembrance

Priscilla D. Kenney

Remembrance,

I see your smile in the brightness of
The summer sun.

A gentle breeze is the touch of your
Hand on mine.

A wave breaks softly on the shore, and
I hear you whisper

“Remember me.”

A winged bird begins its flight into the
Distant sky,

And the sound of children’s laughter
Fills the air.

The evening stars become your eyes,
And I reply.

“YOU ARE EVER NEAR.”

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