Mother's place

Her life part of your life

Her memories part of yours

Her smoke dissipates as notes from a fife

Its waning scent endures

An old relic put in the closet of the mind

A worn out skin shed

Hand made blanket you don't want anyone to find

Pulled out at night, wrapped around you in bed

Reviews

[Desert Knave]

Nice write. My Mother's love is something that has helped me through many dark places. ~Jim

[Soren]

Thank you for the review and kind words of support they are deeply appreciated

[Arundass TP]

A bond with mother. Excellent writing

[Soren]

Thank you Arundass yes and felt too late to reciprocate

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Where she is in my heart. Thank you for this, Soren,
j.

[Soren]

Thank you so much my friend your read and comment are most appreciated

[Marie]

This beautifully penned poem comes straight from the very loving heart of a wonderful son and brought tears to my eyes as I read, dear Soren. You have captured and perfectly worded the feelings which become ours when Mother crosses over to Spirit, bless all Mothers. I especially love the lines: "Hand made blanket you don't want anyone to find, Pulled out at night, wrapped around you in bed". All I have of my Mam's is one of her towels which I treasure and use once in a while to feel close to her, though it's 34 years since she left the earth plane. I continue to miss her, perhaps even more now than at first. I so love this sublimely penned poem, it is so heart warming to read, poignant too, but beautiful, loving, so warm too! Thank you so very much for writing this poem and for sharing it today, dear friend...

[Soren]

Thank you so much Marie your words mean a great deal. I like many did not grow to appreciate the loveof my mother until too late. Regreats are difficult to live with and sometimes are reflected in poems.

[Marie]

That makes two of us, dear Soren. Regrets tarnish our spirit. They are difficult to live with, but we reacted to circumstances in our lives in the only way we knew how. after my Mam crossed over to Spirit, I went to a Medium. Mam came through and apologized for the awful life she gave me, those are her words. For me, forgiveness was instant and I was filled up with love for her ot overflowed in my heart. But, we both did what we had to do and as I have already said, we reacted to the circumstances in our lives in the only way we knew how. It's time now to stop blaming ourselves and show regret the door and allow the door of our hearts to open fully and allow our Mother's love to fill them up. Hugs my friend...