History

hymns of the past ancient humming captivates me, the sound of comfort as old as I am
first rememberings
memories of you and us
now dust
days of feeling like a lone book end
you are the missing other
I shelter all this
the sound of you coming home
your last leaving
hushed voices in deep of night
the link of you just feet away
the distance unapproachable for feet so small
halo's disappeared, I forgot they were real
broken hours took their place
I hear your laughter in my children
I see your eyes in another's face
makes me wonder...
do we remember the little glimmers we leave behind
in generations we will never see
yet have an ancestral claim
for all their happenings that make us
history