Remembering

Remembering

A Poem by Beccy
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for my Grandma, who passed away fifteen years ago this month. She is always in my heart and mind.

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A decade and a half later,
I still remember the love
that shone from your eyes,
the tranquility of your repose;
and the butterfly I found
trapped in the conservatory,
that I set free, then watched,
as it settled on your favourite
rose bush; stilled, as if waiting.

For a time, my heartbeat
had sped faster than the
wings of that little butterfly.
Then, there was only silence,
a connection beyond words,
imprinted forever in memory,
as we spoke about the world
you had left behind;
the journey you were making
and how love binds stronger
than steel and cannot rust.

The funeral itself was distant,
a half smile playing on your face
I imagined; as voices made
little fusses, then faded.
But for me, a decade
and a half later, nothing
has faded. The love still
shines from your eyes;
and I have never had to
ask myself, for how long?



For my grandma.
Who along with so much else,
introduced me to the joy of poetry.

© 2020 Beccy


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Never knew my grandparents, but glad your grandma still leaves her mark.
Plus grandma brought you to us, what a woman.
How things in covid Britain treating you.

Posted 4 Months Ago


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Beccy

4 Months Ago

OK, though irritatingly bewildering at times, regarding what one can do, or not do. You know, a soft.. read more
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Such a tribute a about a wonderful and such a meltingly beautiful poem. To speak of where it all came from in so many ways. I agree with my friend Gee.

Posted 6 Months Ago


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Gee
We, all that read you, owe your gran a debt off gratitude for introducing you to poetry, writing :)

Posted 7 Months Ago


A sad but an amazing tribute to her with just the right words and tones for the occasion. I can feel the special place she occupied in your hear, the influence she had on your life and the overwhelming love gained and lost. May she rest in peace and may you keep her memory alive as an honor.

Posted 7 Months Ago


"love binds stronger
than steel and cannot rust."


Posted 7 Months Ago


"Then, there was only silence,
a connection beyond words,
imprinted forever in memory,
as we spoke about the world
you had left behind;"

Posted 7 Months Ago


What a beautiful bunch of memories you have painted with words. The imagery is so vivid giving the sense that these memories are close to the heart and forever with you. Lovely to read and thank you

Posted 7 Months Ago


I miss mine as well. I was the favorite of of one, she let me stay inside on hot summer afternoons and play solitaire with her and she would send the rest of the kids outside to play...lol. This was wonderfully nostalgic and super creative. The butterfly analogy is perfect.

Posted 7 Months Ago


This is what happens when "remembering" flows through the pen of a poet. Such sincerity in this piece, Beccy, and it flows naturally beginning to end. This rises well above being a tribute to a lost loved one. I can see this poem on paper, folded neatly in her hands, to keep forever. So glad this is the first poem I read this morning.

Posted 8 Months Ago


Beccy

8 Months Ago

Thank you so much for your lovely reply. Aside from being just the most loving person imaginable, Gr.. read more
R.E. Ray

8 Months Ago

You're welcome. I always enjoy your work.
This poem is so beautiful. I lost my grandfather few months ago and I can still voice echoing in my ears. I miss him so much. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 8 Months Ago


Beccy

8 Months Ago

Grandparents are so very special; the pain of loss will ease, as it has done for me over the past de.. read more
Lale

8 Months Ago

Thank you..

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Beccy
Beccy

Northampton, Northamptonshire, United Kingdom



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