Spring with Mother

~ memories ~

 

photograph by John Honeyman

 

 

~~~

I remember when the March breeze

still held a winter chill

but the sky was a cloudless blue

and the sun warmed the graceful white petals

of the calla lilies

in mother’s garden

 

The garden swing creaked

as she leaned over to button my pink sweater

 “You don’t want to catch a cold little one”

I held her hand in mine

 

She smiled…

 

we loved the calla lilies

~~~

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Julie... Your poem frames a Mother's love...
Our Mothers taught us tenderness and the beauty
of flowers. A garden has the essentials of life...
birdsong is Mother nature's symphony...
trees provide shelter... pine needles a bed.
I love your poetry... soft and sweet. truly... Pat

[MsJewel]

My mother was a beautiful person. I miss her alot. I'm so glad you enjoyed my poem Pat. Flowers and sunshine always remind me of you and your gorgeous poetry :) Julie

[ferousfinite]

Very well crafted! I really like this piece in many ways. Good job!

[MsJewel]

Thank you :) Julie

[Giggling Star]

A lovely memory bringing back the warmth of knowing you are loved unconditionally as a child.

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your lovely comment :) Julie

[star73]

very good i love reading poems they are all different with different story's to be told i love your writting.

[MsJewel]

Thank you :) Julie

[Saddam]

another heart touchable poem... The season when all old one come down yet new leaf come. Old one is happy for what they had done...
May be it will be my think but this is very nice poem...thanks for sharing..

[MsJewel]

Thank you my sweet friend :) Julie

[Trace]

More grew to beauty in your mothers garden than her favorite flower.
I just love your poems that speak of your life.
this one is special in so many ways.

HUGGS. ...Trace

[MsJewel]

Somehow I knew you would get this one Trace. I miss her...everyday...but the calla lilies will be back soon - spring is around the corner (now what did I do with that pink sweater?) Hugs, Julie

[Brittany Zedalis]

This poem went straight to my heart. It made me think of similar times I had with my mom. Amazing job.

[MsJewel]

Thank you dear one :) Julie

[The Representative]

And again......you prove yourself wrong.


In reading, 'She smiled...', my first instinct, was one of special regard.



In the two poems that I've so far read of yours, Julie, I've each time found representations of truth.

[MsJewel]

Thank you for the wonderful comment :) Julie

[Leigh]

This is something rare and unique and that you have the lilies as a living memory of that time is so special.

[MsJewel]

It is those memories I hold close when I miss her the most. Thank you for your lovely comment :) Julie

[Frieda P]

Such a luverly memory pen'd with love Julie. :-)

[MsJewel]

Thank you Frieda :) Julie