Found a little bird at sunrise today
And I saw you, Mother, in a mythical way
So young, vibrant and full of life
Just few short months before you left
Us children, by cancer’s theft.
The little bird sang a beautiful song
And I heard your voice, no longer so strong
“My children, I love you”
That was your last Mother’s Day
The next morning took you away.
The little bird looked right at me
And I felt you, Mother, warm esprit
I told you we grew up missing you
But made it through life, somehow
You are a great grandma now.
The little bird took in the morning’s calm
And I sensed you around, a soothing balm
My eyes welled up with gratitude
I picked a flower thinking of you
And the little bird flew its way too.
Epilogue: I was working on the third verse of this poem when a small bird came to sit on the lounger just outside the glass doors to my office. It was just like the bird I saw in the park at sunrise. It looked straight into the room. Then it flew to the glass door itself, hung onto the vertical glass surface with its little feet for a few seconds, and looked in again before it flew away. Quite magical.
Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers!
47 thoughts on “Sunrise Walk with Mother”
A moving tribute, Tiny. So heartfelt and delicate.
Thank you Tish.
Lovely. Sorry your mom isn’t here to celebrate being a great grandmother . . . but perhaps her esprit rests in that tiny bird.
Perhaps. Thanks Nancy.
Thank you David.
Magical indeed,Tiny!! Thank you for sharing this…💞
Thank you Shauna.
Happy Mother’s Day Tiny! Beautiful words, reminded me of my Mom too! Thank you! 🙂
Thanks H.J. 🙂
Now I have tears in my eyes. A beautiful tribute to your Mom, and such a lovely prologue. Hugs to you. Hope you’re having a very happy Mothers’ Day.
Thank you Sylvia. I hope yours is wonderful too.
Truly magical. Happy Mothers Day, Tiny. xoxo
Thanks Nancy. The same to you! xoxo
That was wonderful. I believe it was your mother coming for a short visit. Hope you have a wonderful Mother’s day my friend. ❤
Thank you Jackie ❤
thank you for this deeply moving and touching soulmusic in a form of a poem ❤
Thanks Sirpa ❤
You were inspired! Thank you for sharing.
Happy Mother’s Day to you also! I saw my daughter several weeks ago, so did not go back this weekend. My husband and I went out for a nice lunch and are having a quiet afternoon at home.
Thanks Nancy. This day is always bittersweet for me. Happy Mother’s Day to you too.
Really touchingly beautiful Tiny, in the tears your loss I share tears with you as you in tribute to the precious memory of your dear mum, Happy Mother’s day!
Thank you for your kind wishes.
Such a lovely poem and the little bird was so meant to be –
Happy Mother’s Day ~ a great opening shot, and then such a heartfelt poem to follow. Wish you well.
Thank you Randall. Have a great week ahead.
I have tears in my eyes, Tiny. BIG (((HUGS))) Amy ❤
I had too when I wrote it. Yesterday was the day she left us so many years ago. Hugs to you too, Amy ❤
Oh, Tiny, some things you just don’t forget nor fully recover from. You have my empathy, my friend!!! Love, Amy ❤
You too have mine. The loss becomes part of life as we continue on. Love Tiny ❤
The challenge of Life when someone we Love goes on, leaving us in this realm of existence, is not to live from the perspective of the past, but to live from the perspective of the present, and bringing with us, that which means so much to us to integrate into our present moment. Whew! I’m rather philosophical this morning, my friend! And I just cracked open my peepers. LOL (((HUGS))) Amy ❤
That was beautiful and so true Amy ❤
I wrote that one down, Tiny, and when it goes on Petals, (and it shall) I will dedicate it to you. May your day be a good one, my friend. Love, Amy ❤
Beautiful post and poem. It is such a comfort to have these special moments and signs. To know you are always loved.
Thank you, Karen, for your beautiful comment.
A Gift for you, Tiny! I Love you! (((HUGS))) Amy<3
Thank you Amy dear! Your gift was absolutely beautiful! Hugs and ❤
You are so very welcome!!!! ❤
Tiny, this is so wonderful, so beautiful. Endearing and peaceful….full of love ❤
Lovely poem, gentle and loving, Tiny; and the epilogue was the perfect ending.
Beautiful! My mother has been gone 18 years now. She suffered with mental illness and severe depression, so was not always the easiest person in the world to get along with, but on Mother’s Day I was thinking about her and realized that she is the reason I have my deep love of birds and birding. She definitely introduced me to bird watching and trying to identify the different species. I even have an old birder’s journal of hers where she wrote what birds she saw each day. So, I found your poem very touching, and the epilogue nearly brought tears! ❤
So we have our memories of our mothers. Mine always touch me most around Mother’s Day because it also was her last day in life. I’ve never before seen a bird hang onto the glass right in front of me like this one did. It was quite emotional for me.
Touching. A gift, the little visitor:)