Sunday, May 1, 2016

a poem for my brother






This poem is for my brother,
who called to wonder why
I haven't been taking pictures lately
and if I was still

alive.

So here I am, brother,
still holding the camera you gave me
and keeping my eye out for light,
wherever it may find me.



7 comments:

♥ tinyWOOLF ♥ said...

was thinking of you too, just this week.
i was thinking, i should go check out leslie's.
so as i'm closing my notebook now, i find your entry.
hi!
leslie.
°the°light°is°in°your°eye°
;)))
n♥

debdigi said...

Love the thought of the light finding you (us!) versus us finding the light :)

S. Etole said...

I've been wondering too. So good to see you here.

Loree said...

Nice to see you posting but I know you're more active on Instagram. Have a nice week Leslie.

Tracy said...

Love this happy post... and your smile there! :) ((HUGS))

beth said...

sounds like my mom when i miss our usual calls….she teases me and says "oh there you are, i thought maybe you moved away"…..guilt guilt guilt

Beth said...

So nice. I've been away (from writing) (and picture-taking) too. The light goes and comes unexpectedly. Always a happy day when it returns.