Oh Hallow’s Eve

A dedication to my friends, Mary Phillips, Susan Caruso, Joy Nowlen, who lost their battle with breast cancer. Honoring all this month “Breast Cancer Awareness Month.”
Watching a lot of dead people
moving around, finding a table.
The heavy glass separates
the booth and the tables
from inside and sidewalk.
As the food carried by life
and served with a smile.
She hasn’t learned to give
up her breaths of hope quite yet.
Watching and waiting and eating.
Watching the gray faces of tired eyes,
I see my reflection in the glass,
praying I will never get there.
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It felt as if eternity stopped in one day.
Everyone’s eyes were swollen from tears.
No one was talking, just listening, just praying.
A feeling of loss, and not knowing why.
A prayer for those you could not call.
Confusion as to what to do next.
You wait, you wait to hear, to hope,
To pray… 9/11 a day of eternity.
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I sit in my early morning quiet spot
Where I go to hear God
And hopes he will listen as I pray
The night still lingers
The air heavy and damp
The quiet crickets not far away
The old oak tree my morning friend
Salutes upward to morning stars
sweet breeze sways the leaves
The soft rustle of the branches
Speaks gently to remind me the
Spirit calls me to believe.
Christine McNeill-Matteson
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