Ojo Caliente ~ New Mexico ~ by Sharmagne Leland-St. John

Reflections on a Winter’s Day
by Michael Escoubas

When I consider Tommy, my brother,
now stricken
by Alzheimer’s winter branch, I remember

the bough of summer, how he used to be–
his unfailing
humor, his stories, fresh as corn seedlings.

I remember his gentle ways, his patience
with children,
with those slow to learn, how he simplified

life into family and friends, love and service.
The seeming
barrenness of whitened landscape provides

reminders that life, unlike the seasons,
cannot be
predicted, cannot be managed … winter’s branch,

brittle, like Tommy’s uncertain gait, lays claim
to him now–
soon, he will arise fresh, vibrant, and green.


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