Poems From The Soul

In Memory of Alma Jean

In Memory of Alma Jean.

Though I never met you, my thoughts never stray too far from you.
I’ve always been able to tell when you are near, but you came and left.
As if you were passing through, checking up on my mother & me.

Now you're always here. You never leave, not for long at least.
I see now that I have so much of you in me.
I think often that you are proud of me, I hope you are.

Our shared love of music will never leave my side.
Every Elton John song, I dedicate to you.
(Now she's in me, always with me.)

When my days are hard, I turn to you on my bedside table.
The family favourite image of you, I have the original worn our polaroid.
I keep you safe with my beloved framed image of Led Zeppelin, and a picture of your mother and your sister, Susie. My great great aunt Susie.

I wake up, and in my head is your song, Dancing in the Dark by Bruce Springsteen.
My whole life ive known it to be a sign of you being near.
I find now that I relate to the lyrics, and I wonder if you did too.
(Can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart

This gun's for hire

Even if we're just dancing in the dark

You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart)

When I sing Maggie May by Rod Stewart, I think of us singing it together.
We would have been such good friends. A real force to be reckoned with.
(You made a first-class fool out of me

But I'm as blind as a fool can be

You stole my heart but I love you anyway)

Me, you, and your daughter would have had the time of our lives. Singing and dancing around like there's no tomorrow.

My mother is not quite like us, but she misses you too.
She feels somewhat like I do.
She wants nothing more than to know you.
People say she is you reincarnated, but I don't think she is.

I have always wished to have something of yours, a piece of you.
I now realize that I am a piece of you.
I see you in my eyes more often than not, you're my mamaw, Alma.
You should still be here, but you're not.

I feel you in everything. Music most of all.
You, like I, were a lover of music.
Music is the love of my life, and I think it was yours too.
( "Love is touching souls"

Surely you touched mine

'Cause part of you pours out of me

In these lines from time to time)

Had you still been here, we could have talked about our shared love of George Harrison, the soul of The Beatles.
(I really want to see you

Really want to be with you

Really want to see you, Lord

But it takes so long, my )

I feel you most around this time of year, and on this harvest moon, you’ll have been gone for another year.
(But there's a full moon risin'

Let's go dancin' in the light

We know where the music's playin'

Let's go out and feel the night)

I will continue to talk to you when I'm happy and when I'm sad
And I will continue to feel you in our songs.

I love you, Alma Jean.

Sincerely, you're great-granddaughter, Phoebe.