Her round baby face was my sunshine
when she was two.
She shone golden as the sun
as up she grew.
But then came years of tears
and betrayed heart and betrayed trust,
as she sought love
the way true seekers
always must.
We both love sunflowers
for their brightness
and their shine,
and how they dare
to dream the heavens
as they climb.
There is no happy ending,
just our lives,
flowing through
the ups and downs
that oh so slowly
make us wise.
But her voice has laughter in it,
these days, when I call,
for she found the love
she had been seeking,
learned to trust it, after all,
slowly opening her heart
the way a sunflower
gently lets
each
golden petal
fall.
An oldie from 2011, my friends, shared with the Poetry Pantry at Poets United, where you are sure to find good reading on a Sunday morning.
A beautiful poetic tribute to one of your daughters, Sherry,hope she has been able to read it, since you have written this, in 2011.
ReplyDeleteaw...sunshine words here Sherry...
ReplyDeleteWow this is so beautiful. I'm so happy that she let herself shine :)
ReplyDeleteI wish someone wrote about me like this.
Wonderful that she found love and happiness.Her Ma's quite a nice person too:)
ReplyDeleteRall is a wise woman! Hope you're listening, Sherry! :)
DeleteLOL, thanks, guys!
DeleteAh, sometime life is a struggle; and oftentimes there is no happy ending. And sometimes, thankfully sometime, love is found. A beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful poem. It struck me for I too have a sunflower, who was damaged by young love.
ReplyDeleteSweet poem and I'm glad for the happy ending. (Gosh, she looks like you in that childhood photo!)
ReplyDelete(I know you said there was no happy ending, but it sounds happy enough to me, if she laughs, trusts and has found love.)
DeleteWhat a sweet beginning and a struggle later. I find sunflowers can be beautiful also in decay...
ReplyDeletethe way a sunflower
ReplyDeletegently lets
each
golden petal fall... beautiful...
Luv the wisdom of 'the Mother's Heart' expressed here
ReplyDelete"There is no happy ending,
just our lives,
flowing through
the ups and downs
that oh so slowly
make us wise."
Thanks for sharing, Sherry
Happy Sunday
much love...
How sad yet beautiful this is Sherry. We make our mistakes and sadly we must let them make theirs as it all part of life's learning experience.
ReplyDeleteOh this is soo beautiful and poignant both at the same time Sherry❤️ and gosh she looks just like you!
ReplyDeleteI love the way you've linked the resilience of your daughter with beauty sunflowers.
ReplyDeleteThis is full of warmth Sherry like a need hug this winter. Life is indeed full of ups and downs, but that make it worth living.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully expressed and profoundly understood, Sherry - a true journey for you both...
ReplyDeleteOh so perfect!!!
ReplyDeleteConjured up memories for me, as my story with my daughter is much the same. Beautifully written, Sherry.
ReplyDeleteaww...a journey and struggle for you both. I love sunflowers too :)
ReplyDeleteSwoon. What a gift!
ReplyDeleteOh, this maternal perspective is so emotionally moving.....love the wisdom and warmth in it.
ReplyDeleteUgh. I wrote a comment, then lost it. To repeat:
ReplyDeleteI like this post so much. I wish I'd written it, since my own daughter had similar ups and downs before finding her true love. I like how your beautiful maternal love comes through in this.
Pure gold. Sunflowers bloom and re-bloom. They hold what they need inside them.
ReplyDeleteIf there were no ups and downs, there would be no learning, no growth, and no loving wisdom. Thanks for this one my friend,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
A lovely piece - rendered so tenderly, with a Mother's understanding love cradled in each line.
ReplyDeleteOn another note: I loved the shots of your new "stomping grounds" posted in the Poetry Pantry ... so happy to see that you've found your way back there. Who says you can never to home again. Smiles.
for she found the love
ReplyDeleteshe had been seeking
So wonderful to know that she had been blessed with true love the way she had wanted it!
Hank
Arn't sunflowers wonderful creations of nature. Again Sherry, another of your poems I've enjoyed reading.
ReplyDelete"There is no happy ending,
ReplyDeletejust our lives"
I LOVE that!
And that last stanza, my goodness. So beautiful.
Lovely write, Sherry! And I love sunflowers! Sorry I'm late reading, catching up. My bike broke down Monday and I had to walk home. Taking it into the shop today.
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