remembering a lost child

the gift of memory

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on . Posted in Poems about Death

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today I am remembering
dinners at the olive garden
late-night feasts debriefing
your surgical rotation
you: enthusiastic, exhausted
me: attentive, admiring

~ Tales of Wonder ~
vascular victories
time in the trenches
twelve-hour procedures
incisions and stitches
made . by . you

i was proud parent
you, starving student
a son and his mother
together, filled

oh, the bottomless
salad of it all
extra cheese, extra veggies
extra breadsticks
the Tour of Italy
and medicine

hopeful hearts – full stomachs
vintage, valued nights
dreams (and Dreamer)
alive, thriving

you loved the work
i loved you

still do

Now that Todd is gone, I find myself sorting through so many memories like these. I am grateful for every part of his dreams that came to fruition. He deserved them all, and he worked harder than most for them.

If this poem resonates with you, you might also relate to my poems, A Slice of  Joy and The Boy in You.

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