To Frost and From Frost to his Mama, Jessica Davis

 To Frost

by Jessica Davis

 

If I didn't know you

before the sun,

my eyes wouldn't

shine as bright.

If I didn't see you

before the sea,

my tears wouldn't

be as true.

If I didn't hear you

before the birds,

my song wouldn't

sweeten the wind.

If I didn't paint you

before the sky,

the sunsets would

all be blue.

If I didn't dream you

before the night,

the stars would

fall from the sky.

If I didn't have you

before my heart,

I wouldn't know love at all.

And If I didn't feel

your tiny hand

holding on to mine,

the World would stop

and ask me...

"What happened to our friend?"

 

 :::

 

From Frost to His Mama

 

I'll leave a light on for you

and call it the Moon.

Through tree tops in Winter

you'll see it shine.

And remember.

It will light your way to me

with the softest glow.

The kind that warms

Autumn's early chill.

My light will guide your feet,

like those of a child.

Whispering through the cushion

of Summer-soft grass.

In the Springtime,

it will show you

the place in your heart

where a home has grown.

Look up,

my light is smiling at you.

I'll leave a light on for you

and call it the Moon.

Follow it back to me.

 

:::

about the pieces.

Jessica talks about her pieces, "I wrote both of these poems on the same day in October before our baby boy, Frost, died in December.  They were meant to be happy little bits of my thoughts that I would share with him as he grew.  After I completed them, I felt an overwhelming sense of fate in them.  I cried.  I didn't know why, maybe just all of the normal worries a Mother feels.   After we lost Frost, the meaning of the poems changed for me.  I found them again, in the little notebook I had written them down in, a few weeks after he had died.  I sobbed again, I felt that I had not listened to my own words.  I did not see what was going to happen to us even though my words seemed to spell it out so clearly.  The first poem I called: To Frost.  The second, I did not give a title.  I now feel that the second poem was from Frost to me.  My little baby was telling me that he will be there for me, I just have to find him."

 

about the poet.
Jessica is the mother of two children living in Kansas.   Her first child, Hadley, is 8 years old and was so ready to be a big sister to Frost.  Frost, her son, was stillborn on December 18, 2009, due to a cord accident at 34 weeks gestation.  Jessica writes at Walks With Frost.