Artwork by Nina, Henry, and Mimi
this poem won an Honorable Mention in a recent contest...
my boy and I, and drinking wine.
and dogs tumble at our feet,
cinnamon, ginger and garlic
permeate the kitchen air.
Breathing in the fragrance
we share these happy hours
and I imagine a day when I am gone--
whirling now about the kitchen,
and pouring the celebration wine,
he'll understand--there are moments
you wish could go on forever...