Carol A. Hand
There are mornings like today
When the promise of spring seems months away
When the snow falls again and the sky is grey.
Photo Credit: The View from by Back Steps – Duluth, MN – March 19, 2014
As I greet this morning when all that I hear
Are the sounds of sirens and droning traffic near
Overpowering the songs of birds. Let me not fear.
I send you love when the first memory that comes my way
Is the depth of sadness in your eyes
When you I saw you briefly yesterday.
My beloved grandson there is little I know to do
Except to let you know how much that I love you.
Photo Credit: Ava, Aadi, and Ahma – Hawk’s Ridge – Fall 2012 (Photographer – Jnana Hand)
I know the noise will pass, and spring will soon return
Sometimes only suffering is how we need to learn
But know you are loved, much more than I can say
You’re always in my heart and prayers each and every day.
Photo Credit: Ava, Aadi, and Ahma – Duluth, MN – Winter 2010 (Photographer – Jnana Hand)
Your presence in my life is a sacred joy,
May you learn to see your many strengths,
A strong but gentle man who’ll always be my little boy.
Photo Credit: Aadi and Ahma – Lac du Flambeau, WI – Summer 2002
It helps me to remember when days are dark and grey
That our lives all have a purpose
To walk the path of life with love for all
The ancestors will guide our way.
May you learn to find your inner strength and beauty,
May the ancestors walk with you and guide you on your way
May your life be filled with peace and love, and
May you remember you are loved each and every day.
Richie Havens – Here Comes the Sun