Like whispers from a distant place
I feel you close. You touch my face
And though the distance lies between
I feel you’re standing where I’ve been.
The years have flown and you and I
Shared all those years. Now when I fly
Into my sunset years, I know
You still reach out and help me grow.
At night, I lie in solitude
And feel your presence. You conclude
Each day. You drift in memory
Expanding what is best in me.
Born in Calgary, Alberta, Pam Murray has been writing poetry since the mid-1960’s. She was married for over 41 years and has two daughters, a son-in-law, and a grandson. Pam has been published in a variety of venues. Her proudest writing accomplishment was a poem she wrote for a United Way fundraiser, which was later framed with a French translation and hung on the wall of the legislature in Ottawa, Canada. To her, poetry is a transposition of a vision she sees in her mind. Writing and crocheting are her passions.