Gratitude

Gratitude

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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A breakthrough, what those moments can do for you.

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So unexpected through the maze
and from the confines of her bed,
at last a pathway clears the haze.
Was it something that I said,
that made her stretch to touch my hand?

Her head leaned forward, not a word,
I heard her laughter as it broke.
Through all the smoke that fogs her mind,
the unkind battles she has fought.
I never thought once more I'd see,
my Mother's eyes smile back at me.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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This is so beautiful. I can see and understand it clearly. It hit home on a personal level too as I remember my own mother's days of rare lucidity when she could find her way through the fog. It's like watching a flower bloom right in front of your eyes. So touching. F.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

When the fog clears, what a joy that can be. Thank you Fabian for your thoughts.

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i watched my parents grow old and rarely have these lucid moments...appreciated each one when it happened...
they were married 70 years...my dad outlived her by a couple years and nearly made it to 98.
this touched me.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Following an operation for cancer, my mum turned from a vibrant, vital being, into a lady I could ba.. read more
As a child browsing in the public library I found a one dollar bill in the pages of a book. Some work of very juvenile fiction long forgotten. In heavy ink over the great seal of the USA was written: "Tell no one, go and buy candy." But for some reason today after I read your poem "Gratitude" I thought I might tell you. I think that other writer, the anonymous candy giver, would approve.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

I love your response and feel honoured that you have let me into your secret. We both understand the.. read more
Catherine, your eloquent words touched me and brought me to tears. Yes, that moment of recognition, of love, from a suffering mother making peace- I know it and cherish it all too well. It both soothes and tears one apart remembering. Beautiful form, flow, language, cadence, rhyme. Profound and deeply moving write. Kudos!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Dear Annette thank your your beautiful review and your understanding through experience of this sad .. read more
Annette Pisano-Higley

5 Years Ago

So sorry for the name error!
Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

No worries Annette. It's not a problem.
Those little moments can bring a ray of hope. Just a smile or that look in the eyes that says I'm still here can mean so much. I wish you the best.

Posted 5 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Those moments when you have lost all hope can mean everything. Thank you for your kind review. If ar.. read more
Oh so touching and moving. It must be thriling to see an old or sick mother smile after a gap. It must feel magical. I can imagine it. Kudos for this fine poem from the heart.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Many thanks friend for your review.

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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