Family Tree

Old markings on a sprawling tree
declare love’s ageless mystery.
Young hearts joined in frivolity
carve deep their hope,
“Remember me.” 

A father’s arms knot tirelessly
his birthday gift hung from the tree.
Then, swinging high, his daughter’s glee,
returns his wish,
“Remember me.” 

Clothes lined to dry soak peacefully
the sunny warmth that bathes the tree,
with Mother’s morning melody,
sweet harmony,
“Remember me.” 

Two sisters set their cakes and tea
on checkered cloth besides the tree.
As babies nap, they jokingly
recall their youth,
“Remember me.” 

Grandpa relives his memories
in dappled shade beneath the tree,
while Grandma calls him gingerly,
her gentle prayer,
“Remember me.” 

Strokes brushed on virgin canvas,
palettes mixed with reverie,
an artist’s soulful effort
paints a portrait of this tree, 

whose broad, gnarled trunk rose steadily,
in witness to their history,
of love and play and family,
forevermore,
“Remember me.”

Poem by Laura Richardson
Painting “Sucker Garden Neighbors” by Sir Roland Richardson