Shadow Kisses & Onyx Eyes
By: Ruth; Mississauga, Ontario, Canada
Image Caption: Lake Ontario at dawn.
Shadow Kisses
When my sons rise we watch the sun rise
Like clockwork the curtains roll apart and the wooden white blinds flutter open letting the orange haze of dawn greet our sleepy gaze
Shadows kiss the wall
Kuya kisses little brother our day begins
Onyx Eyes
A pair of onyx eyes
Peer up at me
They remind me of my mother’s earrings
The ones from her mother’s sister
She too had onyx eyes
Turned blue-grey with age the way our ancestors’ eyes do
She told me a story once
My mother’s aunt
Of hiding during the Japanese invasion
World War Two
What her eyes must have seen
My son’s eyes peer up at me
Onyx like his mother’s and her mother’s and her mother’s aunt
What our eyes will see
As we age the way our ancestors do
Ruth is a mother, wife, sister, daughter. She writes sporadically and her favourite weather condition is a sun shower.
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