With a back too achy to stay in bed, I slipped on my robe and shuffled in the dawn light to a cozy spot. "Poetry Friday"- yes, just what I need.
Pulling up the link, I began savoring the words of many talented poets and leaving notes for them on how they inspired me. (Thanks Tabatha for hosting)
After clicking 'send' on my last comment, I wondered what I would post.
And then the most delightful and unexpected thing happened. I found a poetic treasure, buried deep in my "documents" files. A poem I had long ago written, that took me right back to the moment, feeling all the "feels" and once again missing my mother-in-law, June.
Summer is letting go... falling into the arms of autumn.
Hope this reminds you of someone or some place that has been a treasure to you this summer. Keep on creating- writing down that recipe, blogging your thoughts, sculpting images to sit in you garden, taking pen or brush or recycled materials to express those treasured memories.
Like me, you may rediscover them as a perfect gift, just when you need them.
My precious mother-in-law, June,
making her famous tuna salad on the porch at camp.
Miss you, Junie!
What a lovely and touching poem about your sweet mother-in-law. You painted such a vivid picture of that morning in the cabin. Both of my parents passed away in the last year so we have been encountering those "firsts" without them. ❤️ Thanks for sharing this, Cathy. - Karen Edmisten
Sometimes I'm quite sure poetry should bookend my day. As you remind, it has so many ways to settle us into our day. Your poem about starting the day with poetry was just what I needed.
Your poem about your mother-in-law was beautiful. I felt like I was right there in the cabin watching her get the day off to a heartwarming start. Thank you for sharing it.
The details in your poem paint a vivid picture of June. Thank you for sharing and for all the lovely, calming thoughts. Love beginning the day with poetry!
Rose
Cathy, your blog post has a very calm tone as i sit her tonight reading friends' writing.
"Summer is letting go... falling into the arms of autumn."-lovely thought! Autumn's arms are welcoming and your post does the same. Thanks for the memory you shared, The poem is touching.
Such wonderful details in your poem about June! So warm and loving! Well done, Cathy.