A Lighter Burden
All those dead leaves on the lawn,
Memories of what has gone,
Gathered in a pile today.
I hope the sadness drifts away
Like mists that gather riverside
And all surprises that they hide.
I want to sit alone again
And listen to the early rain
Without the tears that we now share.
Dead leaves have fallen everywhere.
But, look, a light shines through the trees.
I feel its warmth that ends the freeze
I might not dance for joy today
But light has touched the shades of grey
And I have hope that time will be
A lighter burden touching 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.