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BE MY WITNESS:
For Janis Poitras Hansen, Jo Reilly, Julia Hawkines, Nanette
Hansen, Tambi Weinberger, Lavonne Kennedy, Kathy Sullivan, Josie Salois
Be my witness
I, too, once walked these streets and canyons.
I, too, caught my breath at the vast expanses of mountain and sky
cottonwood seeds floating over the river and town.
I, too, relaxed in Caras Park, talked with a friend.
I, too, loved to drive the freeway, with my music on.
Be my witness.
I, too, walked these streets and canyons.
I, too, took care of ordinary chores: folded laundry, mopped floors, kept
dinner warm.
Summers, I tended the garden, stopped by Broadway Market for Italian
cheese..
It pleased me to make the photo albums, to remember birthdays,
to decorate the Christmas tree.
Be my witness.
I, too, walked these streets and canyons.
I, too, loved a feast of rainbow trout--second only to huckleberry-apple
pie.
I loved the fresh smell of clothes hung out on the line to dry.
I, too, had dreams rocking a baby in an old oak rocking chair,
soaking in Lolo Hot Springs without fear.
Be my witness
I, too, walked these streets and canyons.
I worked. I dreamed. I loved.
I, too, once loved my life.
Be my witness.
I wanted to live a life of peace, not pain.
Be my witness.
Remember my name.
Poem by Roseann Lloyd, January, 2002
