I’ve been reading the poem my Aunt Kathy wrote for Madeline a lot lately. I wish I could tell my aunt how much this means to me. I miss both of them so much.

Madeline

So Brief

A golden haired sprite–
she
struggled
mightily
to take her place
upon the
stage.
Her arrival–
marked by
great applause and
unbounded love
from all
who saw her
smile as bright as
a thousand suns
and heard
the sweet
Christmas bell
trill of her laughter.
Now–
the stage is
dark. . .
she is
gone.
Each morning—
after sleep has
washed away the
painful memories of
loss,
I reach for her
finding only
the empty spaces
she once filled,
and when the
awful
silence
closes tightly around me–
I cry.
Sometimes–
I think I see her in
the glistening beams of light
dancing merrily
atop silvery ocean waves
or hear her
giggling softly
in the rustling leaves of trees
Her time upon the stage–
so brief
Our loss
so great.

Kathy and Maddie