one cold night
Silence accompanied the night sky
Nothing but the crackling of fire wood
And the cricket’s tune echoed.
The stars didn’t disappoint
They shined for all creatures to see.
Although it was cold and I was alone
My mind was free from chaos
I lay on the wet grass
And gazed at the most brilliant sky and felt safe.
Just maybe I taught to myself
Just maybe I’m not alone
My mother is amongst the stars
Looking at me
I know she is
My heart then sank a little
At the thought that I will never
Feel her warm embrace again
Tears escaped my eyes
I can’t stop now
I can’t let her down
I’m not alone
I am still my mother’s child
And I will give her a reason
To look down at me and smile
Sarah Harry
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Personally some of my best poetry and most enjoyable is storytelling with images that you can see in your head.
As a result, I really enjoyed this, well written!!
PS Your mother would be proud
thank you..this is a personal write. I appreciate the review
Very heart warming sarah, well written! ????
many thanks...mother's day is approaching so I get a little sentimental around this time.
And a VERY fine write for Mothers Day it is indeed!!......ALL STARS!!..... well done SARAH!!....... LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ??✴✴?
:) thank you(i feel weird calling you as tony can i address you as mr taylor?)
Of course you can..... but why would it make you feel weird? ?
i'm not used to addressing people on a first name basis unless they are my age
I see!!......VERY respectful of you young lady!!...... hope you have a great day dear poet!!..... smiles......T xo ??✴✴?
I'm quite sure that you just being her daughter is more than enough to make your mom smile, Sarah.
In fact, I'm sure she's smiling down at you right this moment as I write this review from her perch on high.
Although I am almost 58 years old, I'm fortunate enough to still have both of my parents amongst the living.
In fact, you've inspired me to go and call my mom right now, while I still can.
It's been awhile...
~Dean ☏ ♫♫♪♫♪
ohoh lol
:) thank you
A proud mother looks down, looking up to your magnificent heart that beats with the love she left for you. Brilliant write Sarah.
aww thank you?
really felt this, i too wrote of my mom and losing her.
you wrote this very well xo
Faith
?many thanks Faith
sarah harry good write, lots of harmony in the wordplay, your tone fits the subject matter; sad hopeful and a touch melancholy, well done....what is it about Trinidad that produces such amazing poets? roti and doubles for everyone, lol, cheers poetess
lol well i'm no poet by label i just like to write my heart out, Trinidad doesn't even know i write.... thank you for this wonderful comment :)
no worries, and it's a good thing Trinidad doesn't know you write, lol....here is Webster's definition of poetry, you can consider yourself what you want, but you write like a poet, sorry to break the news, lol....cheers
the art of rhythmical composition, written or spoken, for exciting pleasure by beautiful, imaginative, or elevated thoughts.
literary work in metrical form; verse.
prose with poetic qualities.
Congratulations Sarah, glad to see you won! Well done.
Faith
:) thank you faith
beautiful write x
thanks dear:)