fell off the path
and left no footprint
unlike the fairy tales
you read me
there were no bread crumbs
dropped at the forests edge
nothing to lead my way
I did not know how to be a good
but in the few short years
we had together
while you were young
was even younger
you showed me what being a good person is
you embraced that in every deed
of your short sparkling life
until the day came
and you were no more
and I stood on our path alone
and one day I realized
that the way you had lived
were the bread crumbs
for me to follow
to find my way
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I read your interview on Jingle's site and laughed at the similarities -- I live on a small ranch and started blogging about that but ended up starting a separate blog for my poetry and non-ranch life thoughts. -- and I really like your poetry. (and Mary Oliver too)ReplyDelete
Beautiful poem for your Mum. Sorry you lost her young. TigerbriteReplyDelete
Glad to see you at poets rally.
Thanks for the comments.ReplyDelete
Arent comments just the emcouragement we all need?
Speaking of which, Terri: I double posted this and had to clean that up. In the process I got your lovely comment and I wanted to thank you.
Sorry I wasnt able to save it.
A powerful tribute from a daughter to a mother !ReplyDelete
I love this so much *hugs* A stunning tributeReplyDelete
"the bread crumbs for me to follow" Love it! You are a fantastic poet!!!!ReplyDelete
That is simply beautiful.ReplyDelete
I love the fairy tale and bread crumbs connection and you perfectly describe the grief and admiration I have for my own troubled (and now gone) mother. Well written!ReplyDelete
There was a lovely feeling throughout the poem, the ending was touching, great poem.ReplyDelete
Thank you each so much for your comments.ReplyDelete
I appreciate each and every one of you!!!
keep it up.
Such a wonderful tribute to your mom!ReplyDelete
A beautiful tribute from a daughter to a motherReplyDelete
I really enjoyed this poem. I like how you force me to get to know the speaker through her relationship with her mother, and make me feel empathy for both women.ReplyDelete