I saw your smile in the shimmer of the ocean
I heard your voice in the bird’s song
I sensed your gentle being in the wind
and you hugged me when the rain came.
You let me know you loved the bouquet
of hepatica we brought to your hospital room
on the morning of your last day, Mother’s Day
and you thanked me for growing up without you.
Remembering that day, I cried
you talked to me softly in the breeze
comforting thoughts of love and wisdom
and I picked all the wild flowers for you.
21 thoughts on “Wild Flowers to My Mother”
And, I imagine, her voice can still be heard as the breeze gently moves this year’s flowers.
Absolutely, thank you Maurice.
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Beautiful tiny, just made me want to give you a hug.
Thank you Jackie! XX
Beautiful…and full of love. Sending a hug…
Thanks! Hugs to you too.
Oh how precious…
Thank you. Memories of Mom never fade.
That is so beautiful! Hugs
Thanks Mag, I’m happy you enjoyed it.
Very Nice. Love Mother.
Thank you so much, happy you enjoyed it.
This was truly beautiful.
Thank you Kira.
Wonderful photos. In our previous home we had these under Rhododendrons. They are so lovely.
Tears falling as I read your words…May you carry your mother in your heart always, picking wild flowers along the way. Sending you a big hug!
Thanks for your hugs – my eyes teared up as well reading your wonderful comment. I lost my mom to cancer when I was just a teenager. But she’s always been with me, in my heart.
Thank you for visiting my blog today. I appreciate the time you took to stop by. May your day be filled with joy and peace.
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
Thanks Francine! Blessings to you too!