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"In Our Mourning"

Clinging like moss
to the ground, conscious
of its buried treasure,
I found no contentment
in the resting place 
for reflection.

Death bonds with life,
as trees planted in the
Holy Land honor
your memory.

In our mourning,
we dug deep to place
the Purple Ash, as our
voices cracked in kadish.

The grief released as
seasons changed, and
branches reached out, 
like yourlove, above
and beyond our existance.

The Giving Tree
rooted in this family 
provides reason to 
remember fruits of labor
as we savor her season
of tenderness.

(c)Susan Fridkin

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