Dawn Loves Buttercups

THE ENERGY YOU LEAVE BEHIND

It can be felt in the apartment, alive and creative; calm and peaceful, ordered and intellectual; spiritual yet worldly.

The smell and essence of you draws your grandchildren like a magnet as they talk about you, (as if I need reminding). Holding you gently in our hearts, pondering on things you said, imparting your wisdom to all. It’s palpable you know. We feel you, as much as we do your absence. The children wish you will hurry home. As for me, my wishes do not count