Yesterday when I was packing and sorting, I came across the following poem written by my mother:

I listened to the waters moan
And watched the gull and flighty cloud
Above Atlantic sky, and knew the strength
Of nature’s breath and shouted loud
A message “I love you” to the winds
To bring to you.

I stood alone upon the shore
In pensive mood with embedded memory
Of Mother, Father. A closeness came
For I recalled a time gone by where
Our joys were one, a kindness, smile past
And then my tears were gone
What was then will last.
~Tillie Hack

Melanie Hack
Author of Who Killed My Sister, My friend
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