Of all the flora I have grown,
there's one self-seeding I adore,
that brings in spring its powder blue
to fill the spaces inbetween
red tulips and gold daffodils.
Their tiny yellow centred heads,
create a splash in garden beds.
So loved by Beth when she was six,
she picked a posy for her Dad
to take to his last resting place.
Forget him not is what she said,
and who was I to disagree,
so when she left them lovingly
beneath the branches of a tree
with innocence she paused to say
'my Daddy does remember me'.
Wow, amazing how she can remember her dad that young, but even if she didn't get to really interact with him, she must have been told what a great dad he was...and she will have memories of him forever... a poignant poem with lots of color and warmth....
Warmly, B
Posted 8 Months Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
8 Months Ago
Thank you Betty. She has no memories of him but in her innocence she hoped he remembered her. Always.. read moreThank you Betty. She has no memories of him but in her innocence she hoped he remembered her. Always appreciate your visits. Have a lovely weekend.
dearest Chris… my Father loved Shakespeare and helped me understand that when days are dark and dreary… it is just the Shadow of an Angels Wing watching over you. Your Poem is touching a Cherub Cloud on a Summers day. softly, Pat
Dear Pat, what a delightful review you have gifted me. Thank you for sharing your Father with me and.. read moreDear Pat, what a delightful review you have gifted me. Thank you for sharing your Father with me and what he taught you to understand. His love of Shakespeare was certainly beneficial for you. How creative with poetry you have turned out to be. I think he would be so proud of you. Have a beautiful weekend. Sending love across the waves on a very wet day.
Chris
8 Months Ago
dear Chris… your Light shines through.. you give everyone Hope and encouragement. softly, Pat
Having two daughters myself this one touched a chord with the thoughts of the little girl adamantly making her dad’s memory remember her.
Some things you don’t get over.
Winston
Posted 8 Months Ago
8 Months Ago
Thank you Winston. It was very innocent and very touching. It had to be poemed. I appreciate you. read moreThank you Winston. It was very innocent and very touching. It had to be poemed. I appreciate you.
What a lovely poem! The splashes of color come alive, red yellow, blue, gold, sad but beautiful too.
Posted 8 Months Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
8 Months Ago
Thank you Norma for your visit and encouraging review. Welcome to my page. All the best. read moreThank you Norma for your visit and encouraging review. Welcome to my page. All the best.
Wow, amazing how she can remember her dad that young, but even if she didn't get to really interact with him, she must have been told what a great dad he was...and she will have memories of him forever... a poignant poem with lots of color and warmth....
Warmly, B
Posted 8 Months Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
8 Months Ago
Thank you Betty. She has no memories of him but in her innocence she hoped he remembered her. Always.. read moreThank you Betty. She has no memories of him but in her innocence she hoped he remembered her. Always appreciate your visits. Have a lovely weekend.
Absolutely priceless Chris .. tis oft such little things like this that are so HUGELY remembered .. Neville
Posted 8 Months Ago
8 Months Ago
Yes, little Beth’s comment was priceless and so deserved a poem worthy of it. Thanks Neville for c.. read moreYes, little Beth’s comment was priceless and so deserved a poem worthy of it. Thanks Neville for calling on this older poem out for an airing.
Dear Fab, I know you have blocked me how will write to you, I can’t reply back even wherever there is chat review, but I feel you are wanting to fight with me in a sense of teaching me, I do miss your teachings why don’t you unblock me as you are not that angry 😠 but do care about everyone like son like father, yea its reverse I little later come to know about. There is much lessons to be learned and imbibed. I want to have a knowledge share in a discussion not In argument where it leads to nowhere like with him.
Posted 8 Months Ago
8 Months Ago
Dear Jessy, know that I have not blocked you. I hope you liked my poem. You didn’t say. It was ab.. read moreDear Jessy, know that I have not blocked you. I hope you liked my poem. You didn’t say. It was about my granddaughter. Have a lovely day.
Chris
8 Months Ago
It was to Fabian F. Not you Chris, you can’t block me I know.
I don’t know how to reach him, is it through a call he will definitely tease but direct to door he.. read moreI don’t know how to reach him, is it through a call he will definitely tease but direct to door he will say I am not here, but direct inside home he will say your time is running you need to take care few other things priority wise where to see him and talk to him?? I miss and I am not scared but do oblige his block and will wait when he feels now I am not overtaking his son.
My youngest daughter and I have a tradition that we pinkie promise "forever" to each other every night at bedtime. No matter what our love will endure. I need to call my eldest about now. She should be getting my grandchildren into bed soon. I enjoyed the read.
Posted 8 Months Ago
1 of 2 people found this review constructive.
8 Months Ago
My granddaughter has grown up without a Father. Luckily for her, her Grandad stepped in to give her.. read moreMy granddaughter has grown up without a Father. Luckily for her, her Grandad stepped in to give her all the love a child needs. She is very much loved by both of us. Pleased to hear how much you value your daughters. Thanks for the visit Fabian.
Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..