If I Were There – Heather Mirassou

Peaches and pears your delight
Divine roses a gift from your wife

Your favorite soups and stews
Lamb and veal cooked to and fro

In silence in your hammock
Hoping the sun melts the cancer away

If I were there
I would rub your brow and wet your lips

If I were there
I’d warm your sheets and fluff your pillows

If I were there
I would bring you home under the old oak tree

If I were there
I would fill your house with sunflowers

If I were there
I would sing sweet poetry melody

If I were there
I would lay next to you and comfort you

If I were there
I would read you prayers

If I were there
I would have said goodbye

My knight and shining armor

 

Dedicated to my father; Jim Mirassou


Angel of God – Heather Mirassou

“I wrote this poem when my little sister was born. She is twenty years

my junior and has grown into an amazing young woman.

An embryo in a cocoon of safety

slowly unfolds into a world of hands.

Hands of unconditional love

bring her into the beauty of light.

No longer floating

now breathing the lightness of air.

She fights hands and fist,

unknowingly being adorned, brought into life.

Kissed by an angel, he leaves his mark

as she is grasped by her loving parents.

She is a gift to them, a gift to this world,

an angel of God.