Again I have been inspired by a photograph from Heaven’s Sunshine. Irene Tron takes wonderful pictures of nature which I have used several times to write about. Her photo called Holding On amazed me as the petals of one flower seem to wrap themselves around a fellow flower as it died. It spoke of the fellowship we should all have in taking care of each other as we go through the trials of life. If you have not visited Irene’s blog, I suggest it. It is a good read and has wonderful photography.

MY DEAREST, MY DARLING
My dearest, my darling, I will always love thee
When remembering the beauty we both loved to see.
The swaying of the wind as it moved through our lives
Through good times and bad, we managed to survive.
I wrap my fingers tightly around your growing limp hand
In hopes to keep you from falling down to cold hard sand.
I reach back in memory of all that we had and share
Thinking those who don’t know us may not even care.
Remember this my darling as you are taken away from me
You are my dearest my darling, I will always love thee.
-Anita Neal-
And as always I close in reminders to always show your kind side. The kindness you share may be the only kindness felt by the one recipient.
Aw, such a beautiful poem. I know exactly how this feels – as I said goodbye to my mom when she passed away, I was holding her hand. xx
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A sad yet joyful time knowing she is no longer suffering.
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Very true!
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Love the sign!
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Nice one
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Thank you for reading.
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The imagery of the “limp hand” is powerful. Beautiful poem about love that transcend time and space.
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Thank you.
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A beautiful poem and a wonderful message. Thanks for sharing
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Thanks for reading and your kind words.
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It’s my pleasure
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