In Memoriam and Love

Clouds And Sun by Bobbi Jones Jones

In Memoriam and Love - His Smile

In her blue party dress, the yellow haired girl knelt

eyes raised to the first light, on bare linoleum
his gasps still swirling in air – and then - impossibly 
Gone. Bluntly. Silently - vanished into women's sobs

In her blue party dress the yellow haired girl knelt 

in a corner of the wake lilied air and waited for true belief 
to assure him, the very first ride in on wings of angels 
uncaught by any snare, snag, slap or tipped unbalance

clear passage to celestial swung-wide-welcoming gates   

In her blue party dress, the yellow haired  girl knelt

as she had not knelt for years, alongside her

family in the first pew, small in all that gold and marble
the gentle velvet against her skin scraping her raw heart

as she prayed him out of that box and into the incense

Eyes lifted - as a silver bell clearly pinged  
and in her soft blue dress, the yellow haired kneeling girl

watched as a glinted bit of dust, danced up a sunbeam 

Pausing, in its trajectory toward a high cobalt window
That diamonded-dancing dust beam, paused 
for a single, special, sparkling instant 
Smiling into her eyes, her grandfather's unmistakable, 
audible pop-popped smile 

Shining

Still-through-the-ribboning-years
into this day - here in the dancing dust, in the rain, in the ice,  
in the sunlight of dreams - 
There, always there in the -
chiming of a crystal clear belled-  

ping 

in the core of her heart, 
Yearning, lonely, yet never alone
embraced in the strong arms of his
shake-the-world-by-its-tail smile 
Forever the yellow haired granddaughter
Loving and beloved 
In a blue party dress
Lit by the sun