Rabbit Rock
In remembrance
Rabbit Rock.
(for Christine, Annmarie, Karen and Evelyn. And Scotty and Pat)
This morning
under gray somber skies
(opposite
those misleading blue ones of
long
ago)
we made our way down
steep hillside –
the autumn brush still sprouting
hope in the form of
purple balloon flower and
fall
crocuses.
At the water,
we stood for a while,
taking in its
glassine surface
rippled only by
the periodic
disturbance
of fish.
There, on the dock,
I sent out wishes for
Pat and for
Scotty,
for all the unknown
loved ones who
never came
home
that
day,