Fourteen years ago on this Hallowed Eve
you joined ancestors and fellow poets,
traveling through time, and into God's light.
Always one to find meaning in your days,
perhaps you chose your last one too,
even after months of summoning
all the bravery within you.
Honoring both saints and magical living
especially in our childhood,
even a velvet mermaid's tail
embroidered with shining sequins
manifested in your deft and giving hands.
You are always with us now, Ma/Patt
even as you are always missed.
Today, your long auburn hair that never turned white
tumbles over a deep blue satin costume,
embroidered with silvery stars.
Your generous, enduring smile
is so at home, beloved Ma,
in the Heavenly company
of God's own angels.