Photography and Text by A. H. Scott, Copyright 2017
As I walked past my mother’s bedroom late afternoon yesterday, my eyes were attracted to something I was surprised at seeing. It was a tiny patch of sunshine upon the edge of her bed.
I stood silent, but began to smile to myself. In that snap of a second in time; a miracle of karma, remembrance and just an unseen gift from the heavens was allowed me by my eyes seeing that sight.
I couldn’t let the image pass without capturing it. And, the inspiration for the poem titled, “Angel Light” flowed through me.
Just us three
My Dad, my Mom, and Me
Life’s hourglass shifted
Just us two
My Mom and Me
Shift of hourglass came last year once more
Now, it’s just me
Aspects of my Dad and my Mom are seen in me through the eyes of my family
Vocal similarity of my Mom is heard across a telephone line
Chubby cheeks of my Dad is seen within family members’ eyes
For me, it’s the essence of these two remarkable souls that I embrace in living memory
Then, like a sign from heaven above, I saw you once more
And, there it happened as I walked past Mom’s open bedroom door
Comforting light of joy that cradled my core
With their angel light flickering forever bright inside of my heart; the light of love which they selflessly gave me came from this baby’s first breath from the start
Angel light…..gratitude eternal
About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go here: http://tonywardstudio.com/blog/h-scott-kiss/