A year will soon come and go just like she did A chasm is there and just is dormant Photographs, videos, and memories Like a spirit rising in a balloon out of sight but not out of mind Covid started the downfall but though she fought valiantly there was never another August She has the company of her husband and others gone before her She comesΒ Β in the middle of the night She visits when things fall down when they should not She watches over her great granddaughter who never knew her She did see her from a window in a hospital She did meet her great grandson who will turn three when late Summer arrives She knows we still grieve but people and places to see and visit She is gone but not forgotten but everybody knows that she is somehow always around Every now and then the cell phone doesn't ring and Heaven is a long distance call that can't be made She is every shade of purple in a rainbow of her own design