Thursday, April 7, 2016

Daisy Chain




She wove me a daisy chain bracelet,
her eyes blue as the cerulean sky.
She wove me a bracelet, not knowing
how swiftly the years would fly by.

She wove me a bracelet of flowers
under an Okanagan sky.
She wove me a bracelet, to show me 
our hearts were entwined, she and I.

She wove me a daisy chain, smiling
above the lake, under the sky,
no idea in that golden moment
all we'd go through, or how much we'd cry.

She wove me a bracelet of flowers,
forgiveness, as day comes to an end.
She wove  a daisy chain bracelet,
for her mother, her champion, her friend.

for Susie's prompt at Real Toads : Bracelet. Day 7

18 comments:

  1. This is beautiful! Such a heartfelt pen.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. I feel heartache in this - tender and moving

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  3. Oh, Sherry. This takes my breath away. "her mother, her champion, her friend." I pray my daughter feels that way about me, one day.

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  4. This is beautiful and your daughter must be as beautiful as yourself

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  5. Pardon me, Sherry, but I do envy you and your daughter, for the relationship, the two of you, have. Sadly, only in my dreams, will my mom and I, ever be this close.

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  6. "She wove me a bracelet, to show me
    our hearts were entwined"

    Perfect.

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  7. This is a lovely tribute to your relationship, and I remember the days of weaving flower bracelets with my friends,,

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  8. This is so tender... such a wonderful memory of mother and daughter... that last few lines ties it together in perfection.

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  9. This brings tears. I didn't know what pain would follow those idyllic days of daisy chains. We have survived, collected charms of sunshine, and gratitude for nature's comfort is the peace that sustains us.

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    1. Thank you so much for writing and sharing in the garden!!!

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  10. Ah lovely. Much conveyed in few words. K.

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  11. Oh indeed, I can see the passage of time, with the fluctuations in the relationship between mother and daughter throughout it all. I hope there was some peace after the hard times for them both.

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  12. I have no daughters, but I know this story from the daughter's side. Beautifully written.

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  13. The days of flowers in the hair...How sweet and beautiful those days were...This poem restores the beautiful feelings of those precious moments.

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  14. I love the repeating lines, how they are like the patterns of a bracelet, or the interwoven strands of the daisy chain. What a beautiful relationship.

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  15. This chain tangles my heart with sweetness~ Thank you, Sherry!

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  16. What a poem of love this is.

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