This poem is dedicated to anyone who has lost a loved one...
~ It's funny how through life things change, sometimes taking our loved ones away, but still in life a gift is left to helps us ease the pain, memories of a loved one and how we loved them so, memories that are ours forever a gift we never have to let go, close your eyes and see them the mind's eye is a wonderful thing, the face, the eyes, the smile, and all the joy that memory can bring, and at times you might feel their presence, perhaps the gentleness of their touch, and if you're really quiet you might hear them whisper, "I'll forever love you so very much, " so please don't weep with sorrow tomorrow is promised to no one, just hold on tight with all your might, to the gift that's been left behind ~
The joys of laughter and the smiles mine left behind are remembered forever. So true is your write this time. Mine came back as a beautiful blue and black butterfly with white dots. My sister in law's daughter in law's comes back on his son's shoulder each spring and lands there. Believe butterflies are their spirits.
Your pen, thou doth wield, like Da Vinci a brush. You blend words into colors, so rich and so plush. The images you paint are pleasingly real, thus the verses you pen, I can see, and can feel. It’s quite plain to see, talented poet and scribe, alas
what you write, in my mind comes alive.
I do believe that we can all relate to this. It reminds me of Barbara Streisands: The Way We Were
Memories light the corner of my mind.
Misty water color memories
Of the way we were.
Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind,
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were.
Can it be that it was all so simple then,
Or has time rewritten every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again,
Tell me? would we? could we?
Memories may be beautiful and yet,
What's too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget.
So it's the laughter
We will remember,
Whenever we remember
The way we were;
The way we were.
Poetically nice Victoria and very interesting. You're right loved ones never leave us. They're in our dreams and somtimes day dreams. hugs G
Reviewed by James David Compton (Reader)
Reviewed on September 9, 2003
Last spring I lost the closest friend a person can have. We still talk, but it's not the same.
Things will never be the same.
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on September 9, 2003
..indeed our realization that life just continues on another level is that which allowes the joy to manifest in the NOW...once you love you are one with the Beloved..there's no separation..ty
Exquisite write!
Vesna
Flows on gently like a calming zephyr and achieves a universality of tone through the use of simple, evcative and insprational language. Works on levels of both emotion and intellect to articukate its theme effectively and without a trace of excessive sentimentality. Well done, Victoria.
Victoria, this is priceless! To say anything else would do it injustice! Thank you, thank you....
In Spirit,
Bear
Reviewed by Jessica Stanfield (Reader)
Reviewed on August 30, 2003
Victoria, this is so beautiful. I love the flow and the wonderful message. I recently lost my great-grandmother and this is exactly what I needed to hear. Thank you for sharing this with me! :)
- J -
From the Caribbean Sea to Machu Picchu in Peru, and from birds to flowers and butterflies, Reflections and Treasured Wonders offers a collection of images gathered from around the world.
Note: Since my husband's cancer surgery 4/25/05, this book content has been integrated into the public speaking content for audiences interested in a sassy approach to personal and/or community awareness events. Another chapbook on intimate love poet
A syllable of love to a poem of gratitude.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
How did I ever miss this EXCELLENT write. I truly think this is wonderful! Thank you for sharing!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
what you write, in my mind comes alive.
I do believe that we can all relate to this. It reminds me of Barbara Streisands: The Way We Were
Memories light the corner of my mind.
Misty water color memories
Of the way we were.
Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind,
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were.
Can it be that it was all so simple then,
Or has time rewritten every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again,
Tell me? would we? could we?
Memories may be beautiful and yet,
What's too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget.
So it's the laughter
We will remember,
Whenever we remember
The way we were;
The way we were.
Lots of Love, Janny xoxoxo
Things will never be the same.
Exquisite write!
Vesna
This is such a beatifully flowing and genuine piece! So touching and moving too!
Excellance!
~Nikki~
-Michelle
Thanks for sharing this gift of your heart, Victoria. A truly inspired and beautiful dedication.
Julie Donner Andersen
Author of "PAST: Perfect! PRESENT: Tense! Insights From One Woman's Journey As The Wife of a WIdower"
This is a beautiful tribute and I felt the love and emotions in this poem Thank you for sharing this one.
So good to see you posting.
Lady peg
In Spirit,
Bear
- J -