Walking down the path toward the beach
I find myself stopping to look back toward the cottage
It is early April in the Mountains of Colorado
The calendar says that it is Spring
Yet based on the thermometer on the deck
An argument could be made against the fact
Dressed in a warm sweater I continue on
I am adamant that I have to do this.
Back inside in the warmth of my comforter
There were so many reasons to stay put
Excuses that I could fabricate as justification
Regardless, I am committed today to completion
To following through on these wishes
I’m sure when this request was written
The action seemed quite simple
For me this feels at best peculiar
I pause and look back one last time
Finally at the water’s edge I open the container
I close my eyes and say a silent prayer
As a single tear slides down my cheek
I toss the ashes off the dock towards the lake
The wind takes them and scatters them
Finally free – both him and me
© Lisa N ~ 4/6/2011