the faint moon before an April sunset– silver lace
As I walked the dog looked up and noticed the moon shining in the light blue evening sky. The faintness of the moon and its pattern of light and dark against the still light sky made me think of lace.
I engraved her name on the picnic table Then I engraved the stone over her grave I engraved the memory of her face on my heart I engraved the words on the walls of my prayers Then out of desparation I engraved her memory in poem