Jaci Dawn

Burning incense:

the smoke rises, curls,

and dances

like the smoke from your cigarette.

A memory from long ago

When you and I drank wine

and talked into the wee hours of the night

solving the world’s problems.

Mother and daughter.

Daughter and mother.

Long ago.

I miss the smoke dance

But I miss the wine

and the long talks more.

Jaci 2022

(Mary Lou 1932-1995)

Image by Ralf Kunze from Pixabay