A tribute to her tribute to her grandmother’s love of paper collage, and the splendor of artful digital design are featured in the first collection of Laura’s work is from 2014 to 2015 is now on Blurb.com.
The Balcony – Laura Botsford
In this frosted dust, the sad, sacred feeling of her missing touch
Whose letters scripted by times quill have not forgotten
Her gentle hand that so loving smoothed my childhood hair when I was troubled and moody
Whose wise words and caring concern brought light into my tribulations so that I could stand on my own and regain my footing
In all ways my mother made me what am.
Her beauty surrounds me still
For her spirit is ever lasting
Though I keep the memories in a box beside my bed
I will always remember every day the words she speaks in wind
“I am not gone, just away and someday we will meet again.
For this sorrow is a short separation in the expanse of infinity.
My hand forever will be upon your head; my love is ever with thee, and in the times when you think you are alone.
Look around and listen, for I am speaking there from the everlasting bond that we so dearly share.
Calling softly your name from my balcony, still smoothing out all your restless, troubling cares.”