#16 of 30 Poems by Christine Tracy

Bottled Joy

If I could bottle

The fresh scent of

Aspen in the Fall,

Pine in Winter,

Sagebrush in Spring;

Add a bit of

Sunshine,

Blue sky,

And Summer rain;

With a few

Wild roses,

And a cup of

Cool mountain air;

And if I could 

Keep this with me

Always;

I might get to be

A famous author,

Or poet,

Or artist,

Or musician;

Or simply

A better me.

#15 of 30 Poems by Christine Tracy

Marjorie Grace Melander Krohn

Fierce Grace

She was full of grace

Even her middle name shouted "Grace!"

Charm was her friend, elegance her teacher

Beautiful to the bone, she fashioned the atmosphere

Home, clothes, family

Full of humor borne of great tragedy

She laughed at life; looked misery squarely in the face

And said "No not me. You won't get me."

"Mind over matter" was her mantra

She taught her children to keep their chin up

Be their own person

Explore creativity

And embrace true friendship.

She was a woman who rose up

Fierce in her desire

To conquer anyone or anything that would conquer her.

I see her in my daughters. I feel her in me.

I'm so thankful for this woman who birthed me

And modeled for me a way to face life.