This is for Kay Malone—

Our Matriarch Mother,

Our Grammy

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This is for A Special Place —

For Captain Michaels Road,

For Thumpertown,

For Eastham

 

This is for every shared moment lived —

For the feeling of sun touching skin,

For the Blue Watering Can

 

This is for Kay’s Fort Hill—

For the whispers in the thicket 

For the footprints in dirt imbedded through time

 

This is for The Family—

For sacred tenderness,

For loving honor,

For the tenor that makes us one,

For knowing any of this at all

 

This is for Kay Malone — with LOVE.