Imagine, A Dedication

Imagine, if you will
Having something old
Yet it is something new

Imagine, tragedy giving birth
The loss of an older brother
The loss of a beloved cousin

Imagine, always knowing
That the past is never far
That he is still here

Imagine, laughter and secrets
He listens and teases
She babbles and cries

Imagine, one from another
One has passed, angel
One has come, rock

Imagine, new beginnings
Fragile yet treasured
Growing everyday

Imagine, new friends
Sharing old memories
Making new ones

Imagine, the silent song
Steadfast yet carefree
Passionate and deep

Imagine, if you will
Something new
From something old
-trr

This is written in memory of Mike (I miss you), for Sam, and for myself... because it was what it was and it is what it is... there is a reason for all things even those we don't quite understand.  So the 'girl' makes a nod heavenward and 'sweetie girl' laughs out loud and makes a nod to something new and to the Goddess she says, "Thanks for my gifts."

xx