In memory of Beth Flynn, my mother-in-law, who taught me much about baking, loving, and life.
It’s snowing again today,
this day that would have been
your 77th birthday.
The weatherman said, “Just a dusting,”
like the recipe
for your favorite chocolate cookies,
sprinkled with confectioner’s sugar.
I would have baked these for you today in celebration.
Can you see the snowflakes?
Feel their icy touch on your nose?
Or are you part of them?
Your soul mixed in their lacy crystals,
blanketing me once more with your love.
© Catherine Flynn, 2015
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