Leona's Poem

Through you my outstretched hand from heaven holds the pen with which you write. Your eyes reflect mine. Inside your soul resides my own. You the string And I the kite. Tell them for me who I was. Tell them for you Who you are. Hold your beloved and Feed each other dreams Content but never sated. Remember, he is the one through years and lifetimes for whom you've waited. Sing to your babies the song I sang. My voice left off where yours would start. Rock them in your arms My arms For still I love them With all my heart Your heart. by Lisa Rodriguez 2005