At Sims, My Grandmother's Song
by Jennifer Padilla-Burger
for my father
I stare out the window
to catch a glimpse of her
in silent stones, fluttering leaves.
She was born here, walked these boards
heart beating bright, watching
seven sparrows learn to fly.
I look for her between brances
the space behind my ears
hoping she will whisper something—
a story of my father
the things that filled her with joy—
the secrets of her heart
and what she knew for sure.
I peer around the doorway
wondering how her hair smelled, wanting
to know how her eyes looked when
she knew the truth of something.
I look for her, think of her
breathe in the moving river
and glance up at a fresh blue sky
feel my toes push down into river stones.
Nearby a bird makes its nest of twigs
moss and string
curving and wrapping them into a home
for eggs that will hope, believe
Jennifer Padilla-Burger values family above all, and relishes the time spent with her husband and two small children. She is a Licensed Marriage and Family Therapist with a private practice focusing on helping clients connect with others and develop shame resilience. Jennifer serves as a clinical supervisor for a non-profit working to prevent and treat child abuse. Learn more about Jennifer's work at www.jentherapy.com.