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A Last Poem for You, My Mate If Death comes calling in colorful spring I hope it will come in the month of May When our garden is filled with fragrant blooms That you have tended in your caring way. Pansies and daisies with their sweet faces Look up to agapanthus lofty height. Each bloom as diverse as we are humans, Each offers beauty to my love's delight. Please don't come in summer when school is out, Time with our grandchildren I cherish so. I can't think of ruining their fun time I'm pleading, in summer, don't make me go. The times that we share at the pool or parks Is precious to me as watching them grow. They fill my heart with such laughter and joy I feel their love too...I'm letting you know. Oh Death, come in autumn, my favored time. When green leaves turn scarlet, orange and gold. My eyes feast on beauty of changing trees, Grateful for my seasons of growing old. Autumn transcends my soul's true endeavors To leave with you poetic words, my mate. My legacy...to our generations As we must all accept Death as our fate. In winter, a time of quiet and rest... When reflections of past mirror our views And we watch as our life spreads before us If it’s time to leave, I wish I could choose. However Death, should you come in winter, When the Earth like my hair is bathed in white, I'd embrace your visit in my winter To dwell forever in God's divine light. 12-12-18 My Muse Mortal Poetry Contest~ Premiere Contest Third Place~ Sponsor Gregory Barden

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Alexis Y.

Date: 12/16/2018 4:33:00 PM

WoW! Connie, I don't know how I missed reading this first time. I found this write to beautiful and sad at the same time. You wrote about "Death" in a skillful and elegant way. I enjoyed how you incorporated the seasons in this well written write. Congratulations on your 1st place win in the contest. It was well deserved:-) Alexis

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 12/16/2018 11:43:00 AM

- Congratulations on your 1st place in the contest, Connie :) - A beautiful poem :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 12/16/2018 12:20:00 PM

Thank you very much Anne-Lise. : ) Happy Holidays! : ) xxoo

Silent One

Date: 12/16/2018 11:18:00 AM

A beautiful poem with many touching lines that rhymes and flows so well.. Congratulations on your first place in the contest..

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 12/16/2018 12:22:00 PM

Thank you very much Silent. I look forward to reading all these winners. Happy holidays! : )

Duke Beaufort

Date: 11/4/2018 10:27:00 AM

A beautiful poem on the thought of leaving this earth. We hope it will not happen anytime soon so that we can continue to delight in the beautiful places and spaces you inhabit.

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 11/4/2018 10:45:00 AM

That is so kind Duke. I think I will be around long into my winter years. Thank you for your lovely comment. xxoo ; )

Caycay Jennings

Date: 8/25/2018 10:23:00 PM

I have no words just lots of emotions. I'm faving this and I hope that speaks volumes about how much I love this poem. Beautiful. Love ... CayCay

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 8/25/2018 10:41:00 PM

Thank you dear CayCay. I have gotten some really great comments and faves on this poem which makes me feel like it is a top winner. I so appreciate you faving this. I enjoyed our visit today so much. Hugs, Connie xxoo

Sandra Haight

Date: 8/22/2018 2:44:00 PM

Such a lovely poem, Connie. I like how you wove the seasons in both metaphorically and realistically. Well done, and congratulations on your win! Hugs, Sandra

Susan Gentry

Date: 8/22/2018 10:27:00 AM

Congratulations on your third place win. Touching, heartfelt, beautiful.

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 8/21/2018 8:45:00 AM

Gorgeous. Gorgeous engaging piece Connie, so much love in this piece. Congratutions on your win! xomo <3

Curtis Moorman

Date: 8/21/2018 2:48:00 AM

Such expressive sentiment! Connie, this is a tremendous entry and a well deserving win. Congratulations on such a tribute in and of itself and a great placement.

Curtis Moorman

Date: 8/21/2018 2:46:00 AM

Such expressive sentiment! Connie, this is a tremendous entry and a well deserving win. Congratulations on such a tribute in and of itself and a great placement.

Gregory Richard Barden

Date: 8/21/2018 2:30:00 AM

This is SO gorgeous, Connie, with so many layers and moods and expressions, constructed with such immaculate imagery and phrasing - I just love it! It was right on the cusp and would have been a 2nd place if not for Sandra's surprise. Congratulations on your THIRD PLACE in the 'My Muse, Mortal' Poetry Contest - blessings, my dear friend! :-) <3

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 8/21/2018 2:47:00 AM

Thank you for such a lovely comment Greg. I am delighted to have a Third Placement in your contest. You did a wonderful job of judging. Blessings to you too my friend! : )

Wendy Watson

Date: 8/21/2018 2:00:00 AM

This is beautiful, Connie. Like Sandra’s poem, it has such an endearing personal touch and we can all relate to the changing seasons of life. Congratulations.

Virginia Waters

Date: 8/21/2018 1:44:00 AM

What a lovely take on the contest - agree totally and we ought to decide which season we wish to depart in. Thank you and congrats of course - love always - V

Charlie Smith

Date: 7/10/2018 2:02:00 PM

Lovely Connie, I've never thought of death seasonally, but given a choice , I suppose we all would have our reason for a season, wonderful write...

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/17/2018 3:53:00 PM

We have our seasons in life just as in nature Charlie. I am in my autumn years, but hope to transition in my winter years. I have a poetry book to create for my family and need time for that. Thank you Charlie. : )

Judy Ball

Date: 7/10/2018 5:33:00 AM

I truly love this one Connie. We all wonder at times when our time is over. I guess it's best we never know. Just relish each moment as though it were your last and leave sweet memories behind. Great write. God Bless, JB

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/17/2018 3:55:00 PM

So true Judy. Time is fleeting and we need to make the most of it. I appreciate your lovely comment Judy. Thank you! : )

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/9/2018 6:23:00 PM

Have you made any winner lists lately? I can't find a new poem of yours to discover!!

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/10/2018 1:49:00 AM

Yes Andrea, with 'Cobalt Colors' in Lulu's contest of Freeverse written in May. : )

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/9/2018 8:12:00 AM

Definitely worth a second read. I expect this will do well.

Suzanne Delaney

Date: 7/9/2018 7:23:00 AM

So thoughtfully written and a pleasure to read. We are connected to nature and love is the force that binds us beyond death. Sorry to hear your knees are still causing you pain. Sending hugs, SuZ

Maria Williams

Date: 7/9/2018 12:42:00 AM

A wonderfully colorful poem Connie, wonderful expressions of death and the seasons If only it was possible to choose when we go, I would choose winter over any of the other seasons. truly enjoyed and a fave for me....Maria hugs

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/9/2018 4:25:00 AM

Oh thank you Maria. Fall is my favorite time of year so I hope to leave in fall. I really appreciate the fave my friend! I am finally feeling better after my knee replacement...but it still keeps me awake at night. Cheers, Connie xxoo

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/8/2018 10:15:00 AM

Yes, the thing about life is that none of us is getting out alive.:0)

Harry Horsman

Date: 7/6/2018 5:35:00 AM

A Poetic journey through the seasons, Connie, a cushion to comfort the fear of death. Unique, and a wonderful mind set you have. Harry

Nette Onclaud

Date: 7/6/2018 2:39:00 AM

such a glorious work of a spirit transcending into life eternal... death is but a passage , connie... my warmest wishes!...huggs

Chris Hagy

Date: 7/5/2018 2:57:00 PM

This is so beautiful for a poem about dying Connie...that's because you are one who knows that physical death is simply release of the spirit to better things :) have a peaceful day :)

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/5/2018 5:17:00 PM

That is very true Chris. I wish everyone could know that and (not) be afraid of death. Thank you very much Chris. : ) Corrected....my kindle removed the word not.

Paul Callus

Date: 7/5/2018 11:38:00 AM

Not many people like musing about the time when death comes acalling, Connie, but you make it sound serene and meaningful. Alas, the choice us not in our hands. May we at least pass away surrounded by those we dearly love. Regards // paul

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/5/2018 5:19:00 PM

Yes, I hope I die in my own bed Paul. Our spirit lives on so only our physical body dies. Thank you very much Paul. : )

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 7/4/2018 2:00:00 PM

- A wonderful poem, with your thoughts of leaving this world dear Connie - All I can say: “If you live to be a 100, I want to live to be a 100 minus one day so I never have to live without you.” - ( Winnie-the-Pooh) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Connie Marcum Wong
Date: 7/6/2018 12:18:00 AM

Awww that is so sweet Anne-Lise. Thank you very much. : )