Sunday, May 9, 2021

Love and Poetry

Mother dear, you were a piece of work.
Smart, fun, creative and kind.


 ONLY A DREAM  (for my  children)

I want to sleep in the arms of the crescent moon

Counting the stars in the sky

Watching the ocean's reflecting light

From ships that are passing by


I want to be like a bird so free

Any bird will do

To choose my destination

Yet never leaving  you


Wherever the spirit takes me

There I long to go

Released from this cage, my body,

To the freedom I yearn to know


Now raise your smiling face

And carry through

Rejoice with me, your mother,

Forever loving you.

           from the book, Daydreams  Alice Franzen Clemons Burt

Today, May 9th, 7 years ago, we held hands and you died.
Your cat Sunny was with you too.
On, today, Mother's Day, I remember you with great admiration and love xoxo
Parkinsons never knew what hit it, when it hit you!!!



4 comments:

Linda Swanekamp said...

Wonderful tribute to your mom. She taught you well. I sometimes wonder what my kids will remember about me.

Julierose said...

What a beautiful and moving post for your Mom;)))
It's been five years this June since my Mom passed away and i still miss her...time does help for now i only remember those "sunny days" we had...
hugs, Julierose

Mystic Quilter said...

Goodness Diane, such moving words for your Mom!

Michele Bilyeu said...

What a marvel of a woman and she is by your side holding on tight every moment you need her.