I have missed you, Grandpa.
You've been away so long
and you seem now to have
something new to say but
I cannot decipher
codes you bring to me.
Funny how I never
would have thought you to be
someone good at math and
numbers. Before it has
always been the land we
two both loved you spoke of.
So what am I too do
at such a time with math
of all the things on Earth?
You must speak more plainly
with words choice, clear and few
as I remember you.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g