Pulse
Mam, I found an acorn
while running along Comp Lane
a month ago and Tony
put it in a jar and now look,
the promise of a tree:
both root and leaf.
I would have called you
today to tell you this,
on what would have been
your 90th birthday. Instead
I am holding this jar, a gift,
and proof of something
I am struggling to find
the right words for, so
I am leaving it to Einstein
who said energy cannot be
created or destroyed, only
changed from one form
to another, like the pulse
of this new life pushing
towards the light. You
are never far from me.
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