Marjorie DeBol DeFazio

(March 29,1933 / Detroit, Michigan)

To a fare-thee-well...


She waved as she began the solo climb
Up her particular mountain
It wasn't so high or so rugged
It was simply hers to climb alone

Hills, valleys, flat lands, oceans, lakes, rivers
Had her weight as she passed there
Clouds, dazzling sunshine, thrashing storms and blizzards
Visited where she visited

So many birds came to her window
Lived in her woods
Some went away in winter
Returned in spring

A Red Fox visited on Sundays
Rabbits danced their spring dance down by the cabin
A wild Turkey left an egg at the edge of the pond
Another year a nest with four duck eggs was almost not seen

Her children spent much time there as little boys
Identifying snakes, catching minnows
Gazing through a bank hole to look into 'nature's Aquarium'
As the creek below flowed by

In recent years, each visited now and then
And soon returned to their homes
In cities where snakes and Red Foxes
Seldom visit

She now climbs this mountain alone
Looks out over the waters
She will paddle
Solo in the spring

February 13,2006

Submitted: Tuesday, January 01, 2008

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