Charmed Chaos
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Again
This mother and child both born on Friday,
Loving and giving in their unique ways
Mother taught child the gift of fragile wings
Daughter taught mother kindness always wins
Mother gave the child inner strength to endure
When hope was waning, a cloudy future unsure
And the inner child in the grown woman now
Remembers her mother’s words whispered long ago
When the roses hang heavy on trailing boughs
And their fragrance wafts on fresh summer wind
Think of me with sweet remembrance my darling
And I will be here in our garden again
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
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Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
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This is so moving, Linda……..I love the heavy rose boughs and the thought of the daughter remembering her mother one day along with the scent of roses. Lovely.
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Thank you Sherry.
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This is such a beautiful, beautiful poem, Linda! I am so overwhelmed with emotion by the images your words evoke especially; “Mother taught child the gift of fragile wings/Daughter taught mother kindness always wins.” Thank you so much for writing to the prompt. 💝💝
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Thank you for the lovely words Sanaa.
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Good observation from the child: “kindness always wins”
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Thank you Frank.
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What a loving beautiful poem
Happy Wednesday Linda
Much💝love
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Thank you Gillena.
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Loving and giving – lovely words, Linda, and thank you for the reminder that daughters also give their mothers gifts.
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Thank you Sarah. Will catch up on my reading by soon!
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No rush, Linda, it’s just good to see you here xxx
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There is always the feeling that the scent will give you.
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Yes, so true. Thank you Bjorn.
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What an absolutely beautiful poem! Particularly those whispered, remembered words.
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Thank you Rosemary.
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I was so young when my grandmother died, but the scent of roses at her funeral left their imprint. I often think of her even when I see a rose.
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How lovely.
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What a moving beautiful poem. Bravo
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Thank you!
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I thought of my mother and my sister reading this, so much love comes through
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Thank you.
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Your poem moved me, Linda, especially the mutual loving and giving. Mothers and daughters have special relationships. The final stanza made me cry.
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Yes, they certainly do. Thank you Kim.
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It is always good to feel your loved ones with you regardless of when you lost them.
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Yes it is. Thank you.
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Lovely.
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Thank you.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Reblogged this on Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie and commented:
WOW
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Thank you!
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My pleasure…
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