In Her Memory ( Sami Khalil )
She gave his heart a pulse!
Before she knew her little dreams, he had grand ones
for her.
As the grandfather endured abysmal nights by his
granddaughter’s bed, she lay dying from a severe strain of the Flu. He lamented her death
eventually in unison with his daughter’s memory that passed away too from
domestic abuse, and where his son-in-law, the faceless coward, is serving life
sentence in jail.
Those small hands were cold and shaky, holding his,
before exiting the traffic of death, in redolent vigor. Grief held his words
hostage in his throat, with befuddled drowners of sleepless nights. He stayed
in the doldrums a while, until the decision to honor her remembrance, and get
those hope engines thrumming again.
He took up woodworking classes at Shelton State
Community College and, upon graduation, set out to buy some fancy tools from a
‘Big Box’ store named Lowes, to pursue his dream of compassion.
He hung his negative past behind, just as the new tools were
hung in the space of her absence. Her voice echoed with them, as he fashioned
marvelous ‘Doll Houses’ to bestow on needy families’ young girls every
Christmas. Love should be the devotion that defines our heart, and the happy
consolation that imprints our hands in giving, he thought to himself.
Every smile they brought to a child’s face, lit up a
bonfire celebration in his mind. He stamped every one of them with her name and
the date of her death. After Christmas, he noticed a beautiful cedar tree, with
blue buds, sprung out of nowhere, upon his garden loam with gales lacing soft
laughter.
He gazed at it in awe while taking it as a sign
from above.
He named it the ‘Angel
Tree’!
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