Betty Clark

I AM

I am the moon, reflecting on the water.

I am the stars twinkling in the sky.

I am the burn bubbling over the pebbles.

I am the stone travelling through the shallows.

I am the seaweed tossed up on the shore.

I am the charm, fondled by my owner, loved and beloved by the memories I bring.

I am the Fall, catching leaves at they change from green to red and tumble and cover me.

I am the grey-haired woman who still believes she’s young and fit and is disappointed when she tries to weed.

I am the corn-dolly, standing in the church for Harvest Thanksgiving, lovingly made and representing the seed for to make our Daily Bread.

I am finally able to walk beside the seaside, I’ve travelled many miles and lived in many beautiful places where the sea was only a memory.

I am content to have wandered and to finalise my days close to the water.

- Betty Clark