A Virtual Church
Tending the Garden of the Soul
by Lib Campbell
If I Could Put You in My Pocket
June 27, 2021
This is a poem I wrote for my brother after he had a stroke last year. He has never seen it before.
If I could put you in my pocket
I would wrap you in a red snugly
And dress you in your gray sweat pants
And the tan socks with the rubber skid proof pads
I would tuck you in my shirt pocket
The one sewn over my heart
And I would bring you home
I would bring you home where I could see you often
And sing with you
And remember the old stories of our youth
And eat oyster dressing and barbecue and Mother’s chili
At home the chords of our family bind us closely
In sweet harmony and shared values and mutual affections and love, love, love
If I could put you in my pocket
We could travel the days of aging together
Share our faith, our fears, our laughter
We could brag on our children and grandchildren together
And we could laugh at the day to come
If I could put you in my pocket
I would never let you move away again.
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