A place

Bluebells for a baby,

blossom strewn along a path.

I hear whispers in the wind

of many years ago- long past.
Never know to me or you,
alive in memories alone.
sibling silence shakes the branches of
this silent late May storm.
Wind blown ashes in the grass roots,
buried deep beneath our skin.
Tight in rosebuds, deep in sinews –
every raindrop, pause and song.
I mark the spot – you are remembered,
with our steps we walk your way.
I scan the words of love and family,
oft’ united: come what may.
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19 responses to “A place

  1. Thanks for taking me to that place your words took me

  2. That was absolutely wonderful….it has a soothing feeling of healing.

  3. Thank you all for yiur kind comments. Andrea

  4. Utterly beautiful ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. This was really soothing. ๐Ÿ™‚ Have a great day….Hugs Paula xxx

  6. poppytump

    we all need times of remembrance . heartfelt words ..

  7. Exquisite and deeply moving piece. I’ve been re-reading the last four lines set against the beauty of flowers growing against the brick wall.

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