Roots: A Poem Of Introspection (poem) by Joy L. Hale on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 8, 2012

"Sending out new growth in the
Never ending scheme of life...." Very thoughtful, Joy!

Reviewed on November 9, 2011

beautiful poem

Reviewed on August 7, 2011

I liked this as I see the seed of life being planted in perfect love...I see it growing and maturing in the shade of the parent tree until their roots intertwine with one another perfecting the bond for life...beautiful piece Joy...

Allen

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on July 26, 2011

AN UNIQUE LOOK AT THE STRENGTH AND POSITIVE INFLUENCE OF A GOOD AND APPRECIATED MOTHER. A LOVELY TRIBUTE. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Lowell Bergeron (Reader)

Reviewed on July 18, 2011

Joy, your mother must have had a rich life living to 98. I know how it feels. I buried both parents and two brothers and think of them often about how it used to be. Good poem.
Lowell.

Reviewed by ANNA CLOUTIER (Reader)

Reviewed on July 14, 2011

JOY, BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN AND WHAT A WONDERFUL TRIBUTE TO YOUR WONDERFUL MOM. SHE IS SMILING I AM SURE...HUGS ANNA

Reviewed by James Johnston

Reviewed on July 12, 2011

Joy, I am certain that Helen is smiling with delight, not only at your �ditty� but also at your inspired dissertation on the saga of germination of a seed to the full growth of the plant, generously nourished through the roots. It is significantly evident that you were well nourished throughout life by your precious mother�s selfless sharing. A priceless tribute, Joy. Just Jim

Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo

Reviewed on July 12, 2011

First of all, a lovely and upbeat tribute to your dear Mother. And your piece "Roots" holds such truth ... though our lives change in so many ways and we always have a true sense of self through values instilled and our roots ground us. Beautiful write, Joy! ~Hugs, Elizabeth

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on July 12, 2011

Magnificent poetry that speaks such love for your mother!
That magic of mother and daughter love continues on forever inside, but oh how I miss mine.
Blessings,
Christine

Reviewed by Laura Fall

Reviewed on July 12, 2011

A Beautifully written tribute to your mother a wonderful poem indeed Laura

Reviewed by David Clure

Reviewed on July 12, 2011

A kind of spiritual-coming-of-age poem in which at first you sense the loss of your roots in your mother, but then realize that those roots are safe within. A beautiful tribute to your mom. You arise, and call her a blessing! I enjoyed this one,Joy.
~Z.B.McClure

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on July 12, 2011

Such a great tribute and gift well shared, Joy. Thank you. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on July 12, 2011

Absolutely beautiful, loving tribute to your precious Mother, Joy! That you feel these emotions speaks volumes about the kind of person and mother she was! Loved this!

Hugs,
Anna

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on July 12, 2011

Drawing Strength From Our Roots - a marvelous way to live, and a marvelous tribute to your mother.

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on July 12, 2011

Wow how proud your Mom must be to have raised such a loving daughter.

George

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on July 12, 2011

Delivered with heart. Joy,
and a great deal of soul.

John

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on July 11, 2011

Lady Joy, Tender growth of your own virtual garden from deep roots you were given...a life that a family like yours untangled through out life...Your Mother's gift, who gave you those roots, but with wings to fly...beautiful feelings I get from your poem.

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on July 11, 2011

Joy this is a beautiful write, thank you for sharing this!! I bet your Mother cherished this
In Christs Love
Michelle~

Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather

Reviewed on July 11, 2011

very nice reflection....to be in your 90's is no small task. ~ Morgan

Reviewed by Mark Lichterman

Reviewed on July 11, 2011

We are, basically, the sum of who and what we come from. I find your words very nearly echoing my thoughts as I hold the good in me as attributes of my parents and what I do not so much like, my problem and my fault. I find absolutely no fault in how and what my parents did for or to me.
Mark

Reviewed by TONY NERONE

Reviewed on July 11, 2011

Very fine reflection of your Mom and family too. How beautiful it is that she lived 99 years. My Father died in 1987 and I still miss him, as you miss your Mom. A fine writing, Joy.
Peace
Tony

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on July 11, 2011

Like your "little ditty" on your mother's 90th birthday very much. Perfect for the occasion.

"Roots" is another perfect story, in that we have to lose in order to gain. In other words, the old must die and the new must take charge. I don't particularly like the way the Big Guy upstairs set this thing called life and death up, but the only thing we can do is, as you have done here, accept it as what is a cycle not to be denied.