We Look For Signs

We Look For Signs



We look for signs

Because we love her

Any sign of her



We sniff  to smell her perfume

Wafting through the air

redolent of Chanel Number Five or Red Door

or just her brand of soap



We listen with radar intensity to hear her voice

Calling our name

Yearning For a message

Because we love her



We place intention and meaning on every object and blade

Of grass she may have trod upon in the past

We read of her memories and strive to make connections

With objects, possessions that she had

That we now own and treasure



We see her face on the walls, the ceiling, on book's pages,

On cameo rings



We dream and sometimes imagine that we visit with her

In the ether of a heavenly place



The phone rings and we hope with the intensity of

A thousand suns that it's her



We are her children

We love her

And we look for signs



By Chrissy Bell