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On this, the very last day
of interacting with the world,
I need to say, to Mother Nature:
you have been the most wonderful lover.
I will miss feeling the touch
of your wind on my face,
miss hearing the song of the river,
miss watching the silver dance
of sunlight on ocean waves.
Thank you for the beauty
with which you have blessed my life.
I will have my caregivers
park me at the window
in my easy chair, so I can still watch
your unfolding wonders
through the glass.
for Izy's prompt at Real Toads on this last day of poetry month: our final words before losing all communication with the outer world.
So heartfelt and most of the time we thank the people around us, but forget the mother earth, who is the soul of this world.
ReplyDeleteA poetic love letter to nature...this is beautiful Sherry! :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful sentiments, Sherry! Mother Nature has indeed blessed this world.
ReplyDeleteHa Absolutely. In my case, they should just put me out to pasture! Beautiful, Sherry, thanks. k.
ReplyDeleteOh Sherry, this is wonderfully 'you.'
ReplyDeleteWonderfully written and infinitely sad at the same time.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful love letter, and as Helen said, so wonderfully you!
ReplyDeleteYes, a lover, truly, giving you sustenance, caresses and hope. I need not write this poem now as you have said what I would say.
ReplyDeleteWhat a gentle beautiful farewell :)
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ReplyDeletein my easy chair, so I can still watch
your unfolding wonders
through the glass... yes, me, too.
Such beauty, Sherry...this reminds me of a series of Ted Talks that I think you'd love Animal Voices...Thank you so much for of your inspired writing this month and for all of your support! ♥
ReplyDeleteOh, so perfect and beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThis is such a lovely tribute to Nature :D
ReplyDeleteLoved these lines:
I will miss feeling the touch
of your wind on my face,
miss hearing the song of the river,
One forgets to appreciate what they have but lament once its lost...!
Lots of love
xoxo
Sherry, I love the direction you chose in using a narrator soon to be home bound. In gave this poem an extra layer of complexity and bittersweet fondness. Thanks for posting and Viva la!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful, Sherry. It made me think of being with my mom in her room at the care home, watching through the window as a squirrel taught her offspring how to climb a tree.
ReplyDeleteAh, Sherry, it can be everyday words of love to nature! Passionate write!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful sad loveliness here, joyful resignation, & many of us hope that on the day, the moment of transition, we will be right with the materialness of nature, for we have not treated her with the love & sensitivity we should have.
ReplyDeleteThat would be "maternal-ness" , Slick; computer did an auto-correct; I love machines.
ReplyDeleteSherry, I lost my comment! But what I said is that you predict what I would want when the time comes. And how lucky we are to be mobile enough still to go outside and let nature touch us. I loved this poem. Also, want you to know how I admire that you completed 30 poems this month in spite of doing so much else and a funeral too. Don't know how you do it.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Sherry! It is so you and filled with magic~
ReplyDeletebeautiful, Sherry ~
ReplyDelete...and the speaker might find extra peace in knowing that after those wonderful words, she will become part of everything she has loved most in life.
ReplyDeleteI adore this, Sherry!
The last wish to be placed before a window stings Sherry.. This thank is so sweet.. And I think that is exactly what I would feel as well.
ReplyDeleteand as Mother Nature kisses you on your cheek, i too kiss you on your other cheek for i am here sitting next to you, mi amiga. looking out this window where once not so long ago i was outside looking in. you have captured the the human's soul interacting with Nature's.
ReplyDeletegracias, mi amiga
Sherry, I am astounded by your 39 poems in April. That is a remarkable achievement, and I have so enjoyed the opportunity to read your pieces.
ReplyDeleteYour final solution to the problem of being verbally estranged from the world sounds very good to me.
Wonderful words, wonderful work to cap off the April writing fervor. Nicely done, Sherry!
ReplyDeleteNature keeps giving...beautiful last words. Thank you for all the poetry you brought to April.
ReplyDeleteArgh, I hate to think of being parked, but your sentiments are gorgeous, Sherry. Of course!
ReplyDeleteCongrats on your amazing April efforts!!! Yay!
It will be the perfect last day!
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