On the long journey I have looked for you...

I looked for you in the first snowflake,
   And I saw your rosey cheeks and mitten fingers hold mine.

I looked for you in the spring sounds,
   And I heard your favorite bird singing your name.

I looked for you in the summer's sky,
   And saw a rainbow of your memories, color my soul.

I looked for you in baby's faces,
   Cheeks round, and eyes of sparkling blue, a cry from me to you.

I looked for you in the morning sun,
   And your golden hair glistened as the dew.

I looked for you within the wind,
   And you gentlely stroke my face, I savor it like a child's quick kiss.

I looked for you in the folds of a yellow rose,
   And felt the ruffles of your short life circle around my heart.

I looked for you in the quiet night,
   Hoping for a whisper that you were there.

And I looked and looked for you.
   Are you sitting in God's lap, holding my broken heart?

Another year, another tear, falls and gentlly reminds me that a mother's love is everywhere.

Magi Bish
Mother of Molly
June 2003

Night Whispers

Night Whispers,
I call your name.

Night Whispers,
A sea of sadness captures me.

Night Whispers,
I move about in search of you.

Night Whispers,
I pray that I find you.

Night Whispers,
I try to gather your spirit in a moonbeam.

Night Whispers,
Strain to hear your voice sing.

Night Whispers,
I try to touch your golden hair, but its not there.

Night Whispers,
I feel for your goodness and your joy.

Night Whispers,
Another night of a tear filled pillow.

Night Whispers,
I wonder how you would look this 19th birthday...

Night whispers,
And I pray.

Magi Blish,
June 27, 2002

Happy Birthday Molly

As I light your eighteenth birthday candle,
I see your face, within the cnadlelight.

Look closer and I see, your corn blue eyes,
blue as summer's twinkling sky.

I look and see, your hair golden gently flowing,
Like the yellow ribbons that billow in the summer's breeze.

I look and see, your "Tigger" spirit abound.
And our hands touch across time and space.

I look and see memories...
A baby girl held by her big and loving sister.

I look and see a soccer ball fly,
between the trees and her brother scores.

I look and see, a "daddy's girl" upon his lap,
pleading for one more trip to the mall.

I look and see me, with arms outstretched,
To the daughter I miss.

I look and see that you are such a part of me.
I ache as if my limbs have been severed. I am not whole.

I look and see, the birthday candles glow.
I whisper that special wish.

That you come home to us.
Who love you so.

All Poems by
Magi Bish
Molly's Mother
Please contact Magi Bish for any permission to re-print at:
 www.mollybish.com

And Molly did come home in spirit. Her body was finally found in May 2003. We print these in her memory.