REMEMBERING JULIA - poem
A darling sweet girl, only sixteen
“In the flower of her youth,” they said
Except right now I’m sure she’s
In Heaven, alongside Angels and singing
With caring words, the same
“I love you,” she often said to momma
When she was sick with the miseries.
Yes, Julia. I remember you and those
Madonna features, that smile, your
Full lips and beautiful teeth
How brave you were when they
Cut off your leg from cancer, even the
Thought of losing your long hair
To chemo, golden and streaming in
The daily sun, did not take away your smile.
Now you’re gone, but are you really
As you linger on the tailcoat of my mind?
© Richard L. Provencher 2006
first published Winter Issue
Stellar Showcase Journal
Volume 1 Issue 3 ISSN 1911-1819