she will dance to our favored songs
fill the mind's eye with smiles--
oh, such poor covers for love
as deep as the sea; or the
warmth in the hearts that hold her
precious as breath.
She will lighten rooms of the spirit
just as she filled spaces once shared--
where laughter yet is felt in walls and ceilings--
everywhere she touched so many
with care...
Words that cut to the core, that
made rock beneath the feet,
and children stood and grew to know
even more--such rare truth
and it is true of Mother as
of no other--we begin life
inside of her, warm in her womb,
with God's grace we end life
with her, living and growing
inside of us...still
bringing the dearest smiles
a sea of sweetest tears...
and the Love that made us,
and keeps us...forever
Para Mariza, meu Bom...
4 comments:
Those are indeed the thoughts and feelings I share with my sisters and brothers.
Beautiful poem, thank you!
Mari~
I remember when I spoke to her, her voice was quiet and sweet--and i came away feeling warm and wonderful...h
Such a beautiful poem. I was just writing about my mom, who died tragically young, and I found this at the bottom of the page. Thank you so much, for putting my/your feelings to words.
Susanne
I hope everyone can realize something about the Mother in their lives from a moment like the one we share here...so great a loss, so great a treasure...
Thank you Dear
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