Hi Joyce,



Just read your poem, Forgotten Flowers. It is so very touching. How blessed you were to relive a memory so precious. How blessed you are to share it with us. Thank you.



Blessings,

Sistah Joy

“My little one, my time is nigh,
when you’re feeling lonely…remember the flowers, remember me
for within you my spirit will always abide.”


Lovely sentiments and a fine remembrance, Joyce. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Wow! Thank you for sharing and no wonder you won the prize. What a precious memory shared, rememember, touching a core of a child's eye-view and heart!
Peace&Grace,
Sharon

Joyce a beautiful write my Dear. You write from the soul within.

Joyce~ this was beautiful and moving!
Another gem to treasure!
I'm glad you won!
I know it touched my heart DEEPLY!
One little paper, you being so young at 4yrs.
and this reminder in a sweet way!
Wow!
Warmly, WArrior Lady Sheeeoox
God Bless!
STay POsitive! as you do!

You are a most worthy winner. I just read your bio and am suitably impressed...even more so by the honour you bestowed upon me in commenting upon my humble offering. Your work is gracious and superbly written. I have enjoyed my visit to your den immensely.
Thank you
Chanti

Just beautiful...Hugssssssss

I'm deeply moved by this beautiful remembrance of your grandmother!
You composed a nostalgic gem of a poem,Joyce. It deserves the honor it received. Bless you and your beautiful heart!

Love,
Eileen

Joyce I read your poem the Forgotten Flowers"

At the poets nest and, I just read it

And it so touched my heart all over again!

Your words were beautifully written.

Thank you and congratulations.

Love And Peace to you always

Your friend....Morning Star

Joyce, this is a beautiful experience, to remember so far back into your childood to a special moment such as this with your beloved Grandmother and to hold that very scrap of paper in your hand now -reconnecting you to that moment in time. Wonderful remembrance!
~Butch

This is really a peice of work.

Beautiful tribute!!

Congratz on the win!!

Love Tinka

I canp;t begin to list all the memories this poem dredged up for me...the many friday night's I spent with my grandmother...the funny way she used to indicate a measurement with her thumb abd index finger...or the mean egg she poached in the morning. Perhaps it was later when I would take my sons to visit and my youngest always in fear of the "scawwy wallpaper in the hallways"...never could figure out just what was so scarry about it..lol...but it did have the appearance although not that fuzzy, flocked feel you fingers recall so vividly.
Memory, inspired by a touch and the touch of someone very special in your life has made delightful reading and a most enjoyable narrative, Joyce. Thank you for sharing.
Love,
Taylor

Such a delicate tribute to your grandmother. A memory to be forever remembered from the mind of a little girl. So very passionate and beautiful.

Be safe,
Karen

A very special tribute for your
Grandma..
Sad that you couldn't have known her longer..

A piece worthy of treasuring
Lovely tribute to a grandmother
My grand kids have a greatgrandmother
Presently on her dead bed
When I see her I hold her hands
which feel like warm silk
I told my wife I love holding her hands
while I am there, exchanging words and memories
with great grandma, though she unable to speak
we speak with our eyes.

after a stroke she still holding on to life
presently clinging to life by a thread
Enjoying it to it's fullest
and the Lord is there with her.

Love & Peace
William

A lovely tribute for your Grandmother. I lost my grandmother in 2000 and her life and spirit live on in my. Thank you for reminding me of my grandmother.

~hugs~
Karen

Grandmothers remind you of all the good things in life. I hope I can be the kind of grandmother you had. My grandmother was not like that at all. Never really got to know her. Beautiful writing Joyce. The Den should hold contests and let the readers be the judges! I think I will visit the poets nest in the near future. Sounds like fun!

Excellent pen!

Thanks,
Dan

Congradulations Joyce. I can see why this piece won. Just an awesome piece.

A great poem Joyce. It brought back pogniant memories of my grandmothers. My Irish grandmother used to tell me stories of the "Little People". My other grandmother died when I was four. I still have treasured memories of her......M

Lovely tribute that instantly brings back the memory of a long gone loved one; to me the memory of my grandmother telling us fairy tales as she ironed. The hot scent of the iron on the clean linens came back as a happy whiff...

I called my Grandmother Polly, it was a secret that only we knew and that I never told anyone in my family.
I remember her hands, wrinkled, warm and so soft that they were like small kittens caressing your face.
Thanks for bringing those memories back, maybe she is pointing down showing yours "that's my grandson, the writer" getting an answer from your Mamaw "that one down there writing about me is my granddaughter, she writes better..."
God bless all of them.
Georg

Joyce, this is such a beautiful memory of your Grandmother...those memories of her will forever be engraved in your mind, cherish & hold onto them like a child grips a babydoll or a piece of candy.

A lovely poem, full of poignant memories of your last time with your Grandmother. I can just see you, searching your memory until it came back to you. This is a precious story.
Love,
Connie

Hello Joyce. This is beautiful. It's amazing how just one moment in time from a Granny, a friend, a teacher, or stranger, can stay with you for life. In my grandest moments I try to always remember to close my eyes and say a little prayer. "Dear God, thank you for this moment in time...". I've recited this simple prayer out loud to several large audiences in the past few years. I'll be saying it again on Sunday at 4pm. If you think about me on Sunday (between 1 & 4pm) I could use a little prayer from accross the miles... to help me say and do things to honor and help the hundreds of people that will be helping me and many others. Sent with love and a smile, Amy S

One of your best, Joyce. We all have favorite memories of those who have passed on and how they loved us and still do.

Profound thoughts of sublime poemization in “Forgotten Flowers” strike one’s soul to enchantment and creative wonders.

I have enjoyed the reading of “Forgotten Flowers”.

I salute You, Poet.

In admiration,


Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU

Joyce,
This poem brought tears to my eyes! Such a beautiful tribute to your granny. Lovingly written, Joyce. EXCELLENT!

Many blessings,
~Linda

beautiful, Joyce!!!

This is a wonderful poetic story. As I read the stanza below a stream of warmth ran through me. What a great thought to hold in your heart to enable you to bring your grandmother back into your midst again and again as she offers her strength through her spirit.

In times of trouble
on me you must lean
for I will see you through
I will anchor your ship when it is tossed,
and guide you home when you are lost.

wow, a lot of work went into this one. lovingly done. how many of us remember some quilt, some wallpaper, a certain cup or dish, chair even? well done. cheers

Beautiful write, Joyce; your granny would be proud of you! I know I am! Congrats on winning the challenge; I can see why it won. Great job, and congratulations!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

This wonderful poem deserved to win that challenge, Joyce, and I enjoyed reading it again.

Joyce,

This is so beautiful and what a wonderful memory. Memories such as those are that which makes faith so strong and powerful. Bless You Always, Paul.