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BEAUTIFUL LACE
by Mystic Rose → (All Poetry by Mystic Rose)
Thursday, April 16, 2020 Rated "G" by the Author.

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a memory of the way life used to be

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s52faSuJiHg&t=25s We are all beautiful lace, one snip of the thread and we can all unravel better crochet our hearts to each others cotton and take care of ourselves for the sake of each other... I remember mama with her crochet and plastic glasses that gleamed she always knew the answers to our many questions or so it seamed back then she worked in a factory, but at night we trimmed rolls of lace while watching television, and talking with each other, face to face Outside our front door there was fresh clean air and the grass was green it was the seventies and life was lived full of color, and a backyard scene Father worked at the Montreal Children's Hosp. doing laundry in a basement dressed in white attire he worked early morning shifts without abasement One day he brought home a box of broken dolls , one even had blue hair we had little but we had much, as we sutured every arm n' limb with flair we laughed and pretended to be doctors, oh what I wouldn't give today for one more suture dare. ... We are all beautiful lace, one snip of the tread and we might just unravel we might as well make the best of it, until we can finally hit the gravel... Yours truly, Mystic Rose�

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on April 25, 2020

MY MOTHER USED TO CROCHET TOO...WHAT A LOVELY MEMORY YOU BROUGHT BACK! I ENJOYED THIS METAPHOR VERY MUCH, THANKS MYSTIC! LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on April 20, 2020

Your memories of your mother are always so beautiful, she must be so proud of you now. God bless you!

Sandie

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on April 19, 2020

That first line could be the springboard for an interesting essay. Enjoyed these memories Vie. Hope all is well. rlc

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

Reviewed on April 17, 2020

I feel more like leather than lace, but I agree with your words. We are all connected in one way or another.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

A wonderful mix of allegory with the fabric of life held together through sewing, crochet and sutures. Such a lovely way your 1970s simple way of life.

Ron

Reviewed by John Domino

Reviewed on April 16, 2020

What a beautiful, creative poem! The best poem I read all week. It lifted my spirits in more ways than one. Keep on knitting them. LOL

Reviewed by John Herlihy

What a bitter sweet journey down memory lane, bitter because of the world we now live in, the grass is still green, the air is still fresh, but we can't go out into it. Who would have thought. Lovely sentiments here. By the way, love the image of lace, so true. We are all interconnected, like lace.