A STRING OF PEARLS

Say the name

"Jackie" and I think of

dark hair, a pink hat and suit,

a stunned look on her face ~

elegant and dignified

coming back on the plane

with his casket, to her home ~

alone, then, and only then

allowing tears to fall in a

private place ~

I think of strands of pearls

when I think of her

and a cold November ~

my friends and I

modeled ourselves after her -

in our dress, and manners ~

there were worse models we

could have emulated.....

But simply stated -

She was a lady.

A mother, a wife

wealthy,

with a wealth of trouble

in her life....

I can hear her laughter

when I look at this

photograph of her

with the young John-John...

I can still feel sad

when I think that they

are both now gone.

©Christina 8-04

Background Sequence 'A String of Pearls' by Gary Wachtel