will you see my shadow in the grass when i’m gone
will it move and stretch in the mid-day’s sun
will it disappear in the shrouds of the junipers’ limbs
will you see it in the changing light of all that’s been
will you hear my words in the strong, spring gusts
or catch remnants of my footsteps in the Arizona dust
will the love i tried to nurture here go unfed
will the times i felt i failed you ever leave my head
will the moments that i gave so freely of my heart
be a warm, welcome memory, or lost within the dark
of selfish wants of worthless things
which made us forget the bounty love brings
i will look for your shadow in the change that lies ahead
i will listen for your laughter and will think of you my friend
and if you see my shadow roaming through the neighborhood
i hope you smile and recollect that all that was, was good
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Author: Anne Celano Frohna
I have been writing for as long as I could hold a pencil in hand and would not feel complete without it.
And I actually made a meager living at it (and as an editor) for 25 years.
I worked for newspapers and magazines, in graphic arts and advertising, and wrote several local history books.
But I have also taught English in Japan, been a Nanny in Italy, worked in and for museums, was an Airbnb Superhost for four years, as well as an Etsy shop owner where I sold vintage items I found over the years of thrift and yard sales.
After moving to Arizona with my family in 2010, I completed a series of different writing projects, including two books of creative non-fiction:
Just West of the Midwest: a comedy
(Based on journals I kept during my two years as an English teacher in rural Japan.)
Within Close Range: short stories of an American Childhood
(Short stories and poems about growing up as the middle of five children in suburban Chicago.)
I've also written children's stories and continue to write short fiction, but have recently found my voice in poetry.
This blog, however, is where my greatest passion comes alive.
I am also a mother of two wonderful girls, Eva (23) and Sophia (21) and wife to one wonderful husband, Kurt.
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