A Sliver in Time

Holding on to these moments

Breeze Blowing

grass dancing

like a prairie

so wild and free

surrounding me

this cooler morning

in my sanctuary

free of heat

smoke

and storms

In our garden beyond

wildflowers take stage

and I can’t help to notice

it is truly a beautiful world

and I wonder

Why we don’t slow down more?

Why can’t we stop and look up?

Why can’t I?

All I can do is remind myself and try

even though time keeps slipping by.

About my poem

My dad passed away young; it’s been almost 28 years now.

Soon after I learned of his terminal illness,

I felt like I woke up from years of being asleep.

As I drove that late spring day,

I looked around and wondered why so many people were rushing around.

Did they not see this beautiful day?

I vowed to see it after that.

I promised to stop once in awhile and look, really look.

I also vowed to have my life be less traditional. To be my own.

A loss of a parent earlier in life can have that effect. You quickly see what is truly important.

Yet even now, so many years later, I have to remind myself of that.

Writing and photo by: Jane Deegan 7/21/26