Snapshots

Snapshot

A photo sits beside my screen,
Happy holidays from the Hazeltons.
My heart aches because they are so far away.
I go as often as I can.

I fly to Nashville and Jim picks me up.
Three blinding smiles shine
From the crowded back seat.
They all talk at once.

We drive into the Tennessee hills,
On winding tree shaded roads.
The land falls away on either side
Like the ribs of a starving horse.

I can't believe Katie is ten!
Last time, she snuggled on my lap
And I held her as if
We'd never have this time again.

Juanita Hazelton
2/4/2010