I remember our conversation, effort to
calm emotions, phone glued to ear like
a natural extension. Her voice, exhausted…
“When will this be over?” She asked Dad
days later, more like a plea. He could be
gentle or travel the path of honesty. I don’t
know the words he pulled from his language
of a sixty-seven-year love…how he tiptoed
through the reply, though tenderly, I imagine,
since his heart was shattering into millions
of minute fragments. Her time was close.
Our awareness vigilant. Each day, another
breath held until the hands of time would
pause. Then as quickly as the sun fades
behind rolling hills, raindrops splash upon us.
She had ascended. Moments of memories
to follow. But not one day passes without
celebrating her life. Not one day slips by
without her knowing how much she is
loved and missed.
Lauren Scott (c)
Mom would be 101 today,
and since she loved her roses,
we dedicate this beauty for her. ❤️
40 thoughts on “A Plea”
What a moving poem for your beautiful mom and ah, that rose. ❤🌹❤
Thanks, dear friend. We think of her always, but especially on June 30th. And that rose is perfect for her. She loved the garden and roses, pink was her favorite color. Hugs 💗💗💗💗
Dear Lauren, you have immortalized your mother with this beautiful poem!
I love roses with a passion and planted over a hundred in my garden.
What a lovely comment, Joanna, thank you, and I can just imagine your stunning garden of roses. 💕
What a beautiful poem about your Mom!
How we miss Doris to this day.
Love your Hubby, Matthew
Thanks, Honey! See you later today! LU xoxo
This is such a beautiful and touching poem Lauren, for your mum, her memory in your heart forever.
I love the rose and what’s linked to it!
Thanks for your beautiful comment, Marie. That rose is perfect for Mom and pink was her favorite color of rose, but she had all colors in her garden. Hugs 💞
This is so beautiful and poignant, Lauren. Roses are also my favourite flower. I like the yellow ones best.
Thanks for your beautiful comment, Robbie. I love all colors of roses, but the peach are stunning to me. My mom loved her roses. 🌹
A beautiful, poignant poem for your dear mother, Lauren. 💓💓💓
Thanks for your lovely comment, Betty. Hugs to you, dear friend. 💗💗
What a touching tribute Lauren! That’s a beautiful rose… memories warm our heart!
Thanks for your lovely words, Balroop, and yes, those wonderful memories warm our hearts! 💕
Beautiful & very touching, I miss Mom too.
Thanks, Deb! She knows we’re thinking of her. 💞
What a beautiful tribute.
Thanks very much, Ian.
Beautiful words for a beautiful soul. ❤ ❤ ❤
Thanks so much, my dear friend. Have a wonderful weekend. 💗🌺💗
The only thing we can do is to keep them in our memories.
Yes, those wonderful memories sustain us, along with celebrating their birthdays each year. 🙂
Wonderful and poignant poem for your lovely mother, Lauren. Too good.
Thanks so much for your lovely comment, Kamal. Have a wonderful weekend. 💜💗
You are always welcome dear Lauren. You too have a great weekend 😊😊😊
What your heartwarming tribute to your mom, Lauren! She knows she is missed. 🙂
Thanks for your lovely words, Miriam. We think of her all the time, and especially on her birthday. Hugs 💞
I think of my mom all the time, Lauren. She passed on a jade pendant to me. I wear it all the time even though I have other necklaces. ❤
That’s special, Miriam, my sisters and I have some of Mom’s jewelry, too, so it’s very special as well. They are in our hearts forever. 💞
It’s special, Lauren. I told my daughter I’ll pass it on to her. ❤
Exactly, Miriam. I have two sisters and we each received special pieces. My dad gave me her wedding ring which I wear sometimes on my right ring finger in honor and show my love for her. Before he died, my he gave our daughter my mom’s pearl ring. Wonderful treasures and memories. 💕
I think jewelry is the best thing to pass on, Lauren. They are treasures. I have ring and necklace sets. My fingers have arthritis and can’t wear the rings except my wedding ring. I can pass them on to my daughter right now. 💞😍
Lauren, a powerful and beautifully written poem which I’ve read many times. Each poetic word touches the reader deeply. With eloquence and searing honesty, you write of your mother’s final moments, her plea, heartbreaking for your father and wow, a love that lasted sixty-seven years … and beyond. The wonder of your mother shines through in your love for her! hugs xx ❤️
Thank you for your beautiful and insightful words, Annika. I remember that phone call vividly, and those heartbreaking details. My parents actually “dated” for 3 years while Dad was overseas, so their love truthfully spanned over 70 years in total. Their story is in my book, Letters in the Sky, and I wish they were alive to know. Hugs 💞
wonderful tribute. May your memories of mom remain with you
Thanks so much for your kind words and wishes. She lives in our hearts eternally. ❤️ Have a wonderful day!
Love has again succeeded in shining its beauty. ❤️❤️
Thanks so much, Resa. What a lovely thing to “say.” 💞