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Michael and Carolyn came home again Their busy lives disrupted by death's end Not knowing they'd encounter love unrestrained By coming home for mom's funeral to attend Life has some changes for which to contend Michael and Carolyn were shocked to learn Their mother wanted cremation as her end No way was his mother going to be burned That is not the way of the people here The attorney handling her will added more Your mother made her request crystal clear Her ashes at Roseman's Bridge to be poured Michael could not believe what his ears heard Francesca Johnson wouldn't say those words Francesca Johnson wouldn't say those words Daddy had bought two cemetery plots Mother to be buried facing eastwards Richard planned ahead not instant on the spot Michael so upset about how this was going So attorney said let's open safe deposit box now We'll discuss this when settled is the knowing But a can of worms this box will open somehow As the attorney opens the large box Michael and Carolyn gather around The lawyer pulls out a paper from tenderbox He says bill of sales for equipment found Carolyn picks up a manilla envelope She looks at contents as through a microscope She looks at contents as through a microscope Pictures of her mother who somehow looks different Then Michael's wife takes one to slowly scope Sis calls Michael to come look at pictures that flaunt Carolyn leaves the room after she pulls out more She starts to read a paper with questioning eyes A paper from the 1965 dated envelope tore She comes back to the door calls Michael with quiet sighs Michael comes back into the room followed by sis, he announces that they will look over papers and get in touch, what's in the papers now shadowed The letter contained words nothing to do with farm acres The sting of shock of the letter within the papers Michael and sis will learn whole story later Michael and sis will learn whole story later As they read the letter written by Kincaid How his love for their mother is greater Than an ordinary love, a love that didn't fade Carolyn and Michael read Kincaid's letter Learned how Kincaid was cremated and ashes spread At Roseman Bride, Michael said this man influence her He was leading our mom and confusing her head Michael asked is there anything else in the envelope Carolyn takes it and turns upside down A key falls out, Carolyn lights up with hope At what the key might fit smiles out of frown The discovery of their mom's short affair The letter revealed a touch of what the key declares The letter revealed a touch of what the key declares Carolyn takes the key to a chest in mom's room Opens, finds mom's letter that tells of love that was theirs Until death a love that remained in full bloom Their mother in a letter tries to explain She wants her children to understand her And what happened years ago, her reasons to remain She had written three journals about the affair and lover One journal for each glorious love filled day She starts by telling them when it happened The year Carolyn showed her prize steer away at the Illinois State Fair, 1965, way back then From letters to journals the affair's revealed A side of their mom that couldn't be real A side of their mom that couldn't be real Mom wrote, Robert Kincaid came down the lane Monday late He asked for directions to Roseman's Bridge with appeal With Italian accented English directions tried to dictate Failing to convey the directions off hand She said, "I can take you or tell you the way" He said, "I don't want to take you from work's demands" She said, " Let me get my shoes, he watched as she walked away" As they drove away to find Roseman Bridge neither knew An affair began that stayed with them their lifetime There was chitchat on the way as appeal began to brew Appeal that led to a lovestory sublime Later they a meal shared as night fell Each was drawn into the other's swell Each was drawn into the other's swell Now Michael and Carolyn are learning of their mother's love A mother that they thought they knew well Thinking that they and dad were mom's only doves Now brought home to attend to mom's dying wish And settle legal affairs of the estate Not deal with an affair needing under rug to swish Grown children whom mom wanted to illuminate Maybe Michael and Carolyn would understand Her desire to be cremated and ashes strown at Roseman Bridge to mingle with Robert's ashes their holy land For in those four days their love was crowned To a sad, so shocking, learning occasion then Michael and Carolyn came home again Finis' April 10, 2014 Sponsor: Cyndi MacMillian Contest:Mov(i)e Me With A Contemporary Crown Sonnet First try at this form>>>

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Date: 4/26/2014 11:53:00 AM
A very interesting and intricate verse, a fantastic use of form! Congrad's on your win. Light & Love
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Date: 4/23/2014 2:46:00 PM
It is such an honor to share this win with you, Sara ! You picked another one of my favorite movies to write, this amazing love story! What a great job you have done, bringing alive the details! A huge task, but you met the challenge! Congrats to you!
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Date: 4/22/2014 9:42:00 AM
Congratulations Sara on winning in this contest... A job well done... Verlena
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Date: 4/7/2014 1:20:00 PM
Sara, bravo on this fantastic sonnet series, it tells quite the amazing and sad tale. I hope you continue through to the end. Thanks for the visit.
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Date: 3/29/2014 11:09:00 PM
Sara. this is very interesting to me. I am wanting cremation for myself but my mother is against it (well, she could very well outlive ME she is so healthy). I hope the mother gets her wishes. it should be what the person wants, not what the kids want.
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Date: 3/29/2014 6:32:00 PM
This is a fabulous start to a Sonnet, I did enjoy reading it today! I look forward to finishing this poem when it is done! Great Work!!
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