Dorothy Eleanor Nickson

 

It was Spring.

 

You have seen the daffodils

 

And wondered about the hyacinths.

 

Pansies are out, and daisies

 

Before your window,

 

And the hawthorn is in bud.

 

You left as our jonquils bloomed,

 

Seeds probed their way into light,

 

And willows graced the Chester Road with green lace;

 

As God, taking you, painted the world with your memory.

 

 

 

 

 

 

John Berry

In memory of a wonderful Mother-in-Law.

For whom we, and the willows wept.

 

Reviews

[Greg Skura]

This is a truly beautiful, as i am sure was the person it was dedicated to!!!! Thank You for sharing!

[The DuchessPoet]

Thank you for entering my contest!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This is so perfectly beautiful and sad yet somehow full of hope, the blooming flowers before the window ushering in the rebirth of spring. I've always said when it came my time to go I wanted it to be raining or storming, I love the rain on the roof and the windows and to watch the lightning dance through the sky. But this made me reconsider, the fresh green of spring, the colored leaves of autumn, the quiet silence of falling snow, is there ever a good time to leave behind our families and all the beauty of life we have known? A lovely write for a lovely human being, she must have been, to inspire such lovliness as this.

[Gandré]

This was sweet
:=)

[Doug]

someone just gave me some classic advice for writing poetry: show, don't tell. i had heard this before, of course, but i really needed to hear it again and see it illustrated. thanks for illustrating it. beautiful work.

doug

[Emily B]

This is head and shoulders above the norm. Beautifully drawn, spare but full. Enough to paint a wide and vivid picture of the lady who has gone. Wonderful work. Lovely. I'm so glad this came my way.

[W.k.kortas]

This is more than your garden-variety valedictory piece; it's very reminiscent of Hausman or Hopkins. This is quality stuff.

[just is]

ah! this is lovely, so sorry for the loss.
Beuatiful and heartfelt.