CYCLE OF COLORS

A mother to her daughter…

CYCLE OF COLORS

 

I was not color blind

I could see your rose cheeks

That  blushed……

At each step of you, the toddler

 

I could see the milky whiteness

That sprouted on your gums

To embellish your naive happiness

With milk teeth, jasmine buds….

 

I could see through the redness

Of your adolescent restlessness

Seething in rebellion

To yourself and your mother, me..

 

I never pretended that I didn’t see

The blues of desperation

That rocked you mercilessly

When your first love crushed into pieces

 

It was when you stood beaming..

In your yellow gown for betrothal

I tasted the meaning of the word

Complacency that I learned decades ago

 

Separation from a daughter

Creates brown rings around her mother

Inside it she feels hollow and burden less

A queer blend of pain and satisfaction.!!

 

 In this evening of my life

A lonely widow inside a colorless life

I am waiting for an invitation from the God

Who is beyond the colors of life..

 

All these colors are..

Mere stokes from His magic brush

He wipes and cleanses the screen, very often

Experiments with new colors and their hues

 

My dear girl..

You were my life’s splendor and luster,

Miracle of changes in you beside me..

Created a rainbow of liveliness around me

 

Today….

In this finishing moments..

I bequeath you this poem..

A memory of colors of a life

We shared together, painted together..

Read it when you start feeling..

That, colors of life …

Has begun to fade…

Reviews

[Richard Williams]

A very imaginative approach using colors, very vivid and memorable. A fine poetic weave sincerely and skillfully presented.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

stunning tenderness displayed on a breathtaking journey from little one to adult from the perspective of the mother heart~ beautiful!!!~

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OH Gosh, that is magificent...your expression of love is tender and heartfelt and the last stanza left a lump in my throat...wow

[Bette]

beautiful tribute to your daughter well done! once you become a mother it invades your life, takes over everything and there isnt anything you WOULD do to change it. i love my children with absolutely everything i am....just a little tidbit for you my friend. she got her colors from you look at your self and you will see the colors you long for.

[Dream Weaver]

A wonderful ode, to a Mother Daughter relationship.
A very touching write Jeny...

[A.Lee]

I like this. Very pretty, colorful memories through the cycle of you and your daughter's life. Nice write.

[Miss Coral]

Very pretty piece.. especially loved the first parts. Nice job. c:

-Coral-

[Bubo]

I had tears in my eyes reading this, reminding me of my 20 year old daughter, and how she is all grown up, and yet one day in death I will leave her, and of course, she is always my baby..........I loved the beauty in your words, and the unselfish love you have given, watching her grow, beautiful.

My dear girl..
You were my life’s splendor and luster,
Miracle of changes in you beside me..
Created a rainbow of liveliness around me