In memory of Anna Beck “Becky Marie”

By Kellie L. Hertz

I remember how we used to say

As we sprang out of bed

“Mom said you don’t have to work –

You’re to play with us instead” ...

From icy sled rides to

Long summer walks

From dolls and dishes to

Teenage pep talks . . .

Sandwiches cut into perfect squares

Old Maid cards lined up in pairs . . .

A bowl to cut my growing hair

A kiss on the cheek

Wounds bandaged with care . . .

Watermelon cut and already deseeded

That stern look we knew must always be heeded . . .

Deep in our memories

Each one of us holds

Some reminiscent

Some stories untold . . .

A phrase we all say

“A second Mother to me”

As we fondly remember . . .

Our “Becky Marie”

The Dreher Kids