Look hard into every seat
Listen deep to hear each beat
Feel the warmth of breath in air
Sweeter fragrance has its share
Hear that whisper soft and low
See that face with smile to show
It looks much like day before
Words still touch the inner core –
Long as love is deep and real
Broken heart will mend and heal
Joepsc has left this at my comment counter on the last post that I put up on “empty chairs filled with memories”. I am no poet. I cut and paste this for my mothers’ day post. The poem talks much of my mother. From the warmth of home to the walk into time and eternity and to love that mends and heals – it’s mother, mother, still mother, it brings so much tears to my eyes.
Thanks Joepsc, for the words.
Happy Parents’ Day!