In my HeartSpace there is a picnic table.
Sister and I sit there sipping red wine, playing Scrabble.
We snack on cheese and crackers and poetry.
We listen to Itzhak Perlman and Yo Yo Ma in a symphony of outdoor delight.
We reminisce and smile and take selfies with our smart phones.
We send them instantly to our kids!
This has been our strange world of wishing, for as long as I can remember.
We carry this heavy HeartSpace - a sweet and sour saudade for us ALL,
Siblings, still missing.