If you were still here.I would remind you of the hot, heavy and humid June day when you were finally born-fighting the forceps that yanked you, almost against your will from the womb.You loved these sweltering days-you were born to thrive above 90 degrees, I believe. You were a heat up the […]
Category: family
Until we meet again…
Sunday in Church , I prayed for an end to my sister’s suffering. The cancer and the treatments had ravaged her body. She was afraid to die and very sad. I could feel the passing would be soon. I was already very sad as it was it was the anniversary of my oldest son’s death. […]
Heavenly
The scent of this morning’s Fresh plucked Magnolia blossom Fills the room tonight. One of my favorites… One I cannot explain to my own satisfaction, Much less to another. Tonight, I am reminded of the first time I smelled Magnolia and how the adrenaline swelled through my body while Angels infused the air. Spring. Charleston. […]
Black n Blue
Face first between rooms Knees greet porcelain cold floor- Family called me “Grace.”
Celebrate!
January 7, 2018 The new year is scarcely a week old but already my family swells with the birth of my newest great-granddaughter this afternoon. […]
Behind blue eyes
Today we celebrate our son, Mike on the occasion of his 46th birthday.He was not with us for so many birthdays Lost in a world where mom's andDads don't go except in the nightmares Of their minds when sleep curls up in a cold corner of the dark roomAnd they can only stare silently at […]
Creamsicle sky
Sky explodes in orangeCold Thanksgiving morning Gratitude abounds Nancilynn Saylor Thanksgiving 2017
“Just another brick in the wall”
Each one called the other,BrotherNow won't speak one to anotherFar beyond, an angel's tears for brothers both held so dear Mother's counsel goes unheedingStubbornness from both, stampeding She turns off her light while grieving
Photographs and Memories
Long ago and far away. another place and time memories remain. ©Nancilynn Saylor 30July 2017 Photograph from 1972 in Kansas (before storms blew that life away)
“…at the twilight’s first gleaming…”
A patriot’s heart beats inside this aging breast Oh say can YOU see ? Nancilynn Saylor 4 July 3017
Nancilynn is Writing again 