I Say Your Name

Mum Third Anniversary 1st Feb.

there will be no mourning
only gratitude for memories
placed with flora in glass vases
cream tea roses and pink carnations
while on the mantle there will be
white candles scented
effusing bouquets of jasmine love

my mind will carry my heart
in thought flight to the west country
where the tides embrace Anstey’s Cove
and kiss the feet at Thatcher’s Rock
wild water washing away
the last days of suffering, leaving
images of you smiling and waving

Reviews

[Vol]

Chris,
I do not know that I have ever read a more moving tribute... lovely!
Vol

[Chris Shaw]

That is a lovely comment Vol and I will treasure it. Thank you so much.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"effusing" is such a pretty word.
a positive last line, and a reminder this poem is of the love you had for her.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks j. I miss her so much, but no more mourning. She wouldn’t like that and I know I did everything I possibly could for her while she was living.

Chris

[MCS]

Watching a loved one suffer is a personal hell that when the end comes there is relief quickly followed by profound sadness. Powerful write dear poet.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you so much dear Mary for your lovely review. Much appreciated.

Chris

[Gee]

Takes a while for the final months of a loved one's suffering to fade and be replaced with the good times shared.
This is a lovely write:)

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks so much Gee for your lovely review. Much appreciated.

Chris