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Painted Roses
by Sandra S Corona
Friday, October 17, 2003

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Gregory Douglas Turner, my only son
August 8, 1969-Dec. 3, 1992

Yesterday I painted roses
sobbing softly in memory.
Knowing how you once drew roses--
each petal, thorn, was drawn for me.
Joyfully, we smelled those roses
‘til the years withered them one and all.
Still it seems just like yesterday
you were toddling down the hall.
Wish I still could see your roses,
perhaps could pluck them here and there.
Son, in case you haven’t noticed
inside my heart . . . you’re always near.
Yesterday I painted roses
like those yellow ones drawn with care.
Tomorrow we’ll both draw roses . . .
when I'm called to come o’er there
where the roses always bloom for'er.

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Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 10/18/2003
This moved me deeply Sandra!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader) 10/17/2003
I don't know what to say--this is so deeply moving.
Such a loss...and, yet, the promise of a wonderful reunion...
"Yesterday I painted roses
like those yellow ones drawn with care.
Tomorrow we’ll both draw roses . . .
when I'm called to come o’er there
where the roses always bloom for'er."
Reviewed by Jack Roberts 10/17/2003
This is beautiful and sad at the same time Sandy, as if you just opened your heart and let it spill onto the page.

Jack
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