Monday, October 9, 2017

Monday WRites 126

[Anthurium Lily from google dot com. I added a frame]

I'll use my words, arrange them, into a bouquet
Of Anthurium Lilies, because you loved them.
Festival? no, alas! you cannot wear them as lei.
Its time for sobs, tears, and letting go, its time.
Memories too, i'll arrange them, into a bouquet.
Such fragrance, so beautiful, will now linger on
And smiles we shared at our last meet will stay,
Even when clouds burst watering your memory.
Your smile will meet mine, even if cloudy the day.
In your peaceful rest, His perpetual light to shine,
As i use my words, arrange them, into a bouquet.
ANTHURIUM BOUQUET (for Granny) © gillena cox 2017


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My friend's mother died yesterday and i'm really sad for her. They were so close - Mother And Daughter. She shared her mother with all her friends and we all called her, lovingly, Granny
❧✿❧ RIP 'GRANNY' ❧✿❧
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #126, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites

DO Enjoy the music


[all Anthurium lilies in this mosaic are from google dot com]


ALSO, will link to Mosaic Monday


the imaginary garden

Tuesday Platform open mic