A Brand New Day
by Rose M Rideout
Thursday, October 02, 2008
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We start out in life young and innocent falling in love and starting a new life, a husband/wife and then a home and family, celebrating a new year after year, aging gracfully, greying and often forgetting the important things. Do we really forget or can we not just speak of them anymore but think of them. Often I catch myself saying I know it is on the tip of my tougue but can't seem to get it out. Maybe we look at others as we age knowing who they are but can't quite get it out. Who knows, I can only pray that with age my family doesn't toss me aside thinking I am too much work to have in their life. I can only hope that see through me and know I am the same person who cried the day they were born and walked the floor many nights when the cried in pain and help them to be the person they have become today. For we don't really know what each brand new day has in store for any of us.
A Brand New Day
October 2, 2008
Written By: Rose Marie Rideout
Twinkling shinning stars up in the sky,
A raindrops drips by the way,
A smile creeps across one’s face,
So begins a brand new day.
A gentleman and a lady,
Smile that certain smile,
Caught up in a feeling,
Sure to make a style.
A baby’s harsh cry,
A mother’s listening ear,
Runs to sooth this tiny infant,
To tend to it’s gently fallen tear.
First words are spoken out loud and clear,
Mother turns to her child and with a big hug,
Holds the child in her arms with pride,
While at her heart they tightly tug.
So begins a brand new day.
Another birthday to celebrate,
Another year to add to the years passed,
Just another senior to toss aside by the way,
In the wayof our lives, just another old outcast.
Greying of hear, losing their mind, now gone astray,
Too much to consider caring for them as a part of our life,
Remember soon that will be as you and me dear one day,
Love still lies deep within our hearts and souls,
Still we choose to share with you our time,
For what is left of it today is little,
Memories dwindle in our mind.
We will continue to see,
The beauty inside you,
The beauty that we saw that day,
That special day you cried out loud to me,
That precious day you knew me and called my name,
That day I held you so tight with great pride and a hug,
That same day at my heart you so tightly tugged,
For that was the beginning of our love,
The day you knew I would be there,
Always to love you dearly,
As I celelbrated,
year after year,
The older you got,
The more I loved you dear,
Never to let you forget, Each day was,
A brand new day,
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|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|Your thought in this one are so put together and everything you say is so true and comforting, Wish I could write like this. Love you writes whatever you write about though. You have so many on here.|
|Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald
|This is a lovely write Rose. From babies to seniors. I know alot of kids that were brought up with love and they don't seem to want their parents around because they are not "cool". Shame. I personally love older people. we can learn so much from them . They are a treasure just waiting for us to find
|Reviewed by RaeLynn Teller
|Rose--playing catch up again--some things never change.
Beautiful, beautiful write.
You express so well words so many can not say.
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Truly heartfelt, and a truly unique poetic format, Rose.|
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|Lovely, heartfelt piece, Rose|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Very beautiful writing sweet Rose...Hugssss|
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|Rose, positive and real, you celebrate the world of love and care and the magic of it all.
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Wonderful heartfelt piece that will leave many to wonder what is yet to come. Sometimes we are included, but for many they are disgarded and that hurts deeply...
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|a beatiful write|
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|....words of life,, a cycle,, beautiful Rose!|
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|An insightful poem full of love and continued happiness.|
|Reviewed by Linda Law
|Rose... the years of experience, wisdom and knowledge have settled within your heart and mind, and found their way into the readers eyes.. you write very well. lindalaw|
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Rose, I predict that there are many many brand new days ahead
for the writer of this thoughtful poem. -gene.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Beautiful and meaningful write, Rose, with a strong message! Very well written; brava!
(((NEWFIE HUGS))) comin' y'all's way from Texas!~
With much love, your friend, Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|A beautiful write Rose and as you know I am not much for long writes but this one caught and held my attention. The cycle from infant, toddler, child, teen, spouse, parent and senior is seemingly long looking at it from the eyes of youth but shorter as we go through it. Parents love their children but sadly all too often (as I have learned first hand) children all too often find out when their parents age that they are just too much bother to even take the time to visit. That is an all too sad reality. Great write cuz...
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|When one live on borrow time, everyday is a blessing not a granted one. Yes, everyday is a brand new day for many, not another day.
|Reviewed by Southern Comfort
|So beautifully worded and expressed! Words coming forth from the mind and heart of an Angel! HUGS! SC|
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Very deep write Rose and very well done. God bless and take care of you.|