Roberta Tritch

In loving memory of Roberta Tritch who passed away one year ago today.

I still see you in the cardinal that pecks at the kitchen window.

I still see you in the dragonflies that hover over the pond.

I still see you in the wildlife tracks in the fresh winter snow.

I still see you in the sunshine of a spring morning.

I still imagine you sitting on your garden bench with Molly and Jamba.

I still see you in the faces of our grandchildren.

I still see you.

I still love you.

Tim