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Front Porch sitting
Contributed by
shelby
on
Wednesday, 15th April 2015 @ 12:13:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Pulled up in front of the house
the birds all gathering for some seed.
I picked up the painted daisies I had bought her
gathered myself, inhaled a deep breath.
Not really sure of the granny I may see.
Speaking calmly to myself, "you will not cry,
not a tear will fall from your eyes,
take this visit as best you can,
make new sweet memories,if you can.
It just took a moment, and I then knew
my gray haired granny with crystal eyes so blue
with her southern drawl and southern grit
did not remember me, not one bit.
She said,"honey I'm sorry, I dont remember you,
my mind is gone these days,
I said,"oh that is ok, no worries sweet lady
you always loved me and I you
that for now will have to do.
We chatted about the weather,
and how chilly out it was that day.
She made the comment about her porch
and how she loves sitting out there
on warm days, and evenings.
"Porches are for sitting, and chatting with a cup
porches are meant for sitting with those you love
Watching the Idaho sunrise, watching the sun set
watching the birds flutter about
and the big white clouds pass by in the sky.
Smell the flowers on the summer winds
and listen to the coo of the doves.
I told her soon,very soon,
the two of us will do this together again.
Warmer weather is on the way,
hold on to the days,hold on.
I look forward to sitting out there with her
and we will learn to know each other again
a new meeting and memory made
sitting on the porch.
I didn't leave that day, without my eyes flooding with tears.
It wasn't just me but the three of us there
bitter sweet the tears bitter sweet.
Tears of joy, tears of sadness
tears of things that had happened.
Tears of years and memories lost
tears of hopes for new memories to come.
Yes I cried, and I cried some more
and as I left those tears fell on the front porch.
Now its a part of me again.
Copyright ©
shelby
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2015-04-15 12:13:00]
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Re: Front Porch sitting
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 16th April 2015 @ 10:37:12 AM AEST
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Boo, Alzheimer’s & senile dementia. Satan's curse!
I can soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo relate to this. I assume someone is always with her. Unfortunately we had to have my Mom put in a nursing home. It's good, at least, that she has her place.
I understand the tears. But I love how you were able to put this together. Nicely done, Michelle.
*hugs*
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Re: Front Porch sitting
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by ladyfawn on
Thursday, 16th April 2015 @ 04:06:21 PM AEST
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such a joy to read, absolute beauty!
hugs n' love nessa |
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Re: Front Porch sitting
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by PhantomVampyress on
Sunday, 19th April 2015 @ 07:05:00 PM AEST
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this is so intense and full of powerful emotion.. lovely on memories of your gram.. so beautifullly written..
jennittude |
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Re: Front Porch sitting
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by NoSaint on
Monday, 20th April 2015 @ 02:45:25 PM AEST
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Huge hugs my friend. How hard it is to watch your loved one slip away.
Shari |
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Re: Front Porch sitting
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by JamesStockdale on
Wednesday, 2nd September 2020 @ 09:54:53 PM AEST
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A very emotional write.
Very sad but comforting as well.
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