Days of Mourning

My two granddaughters sent a spray of sunflowers to my mother’s funeral. I took them home and snapped pictures of the fading petals. Consolation, the grieving of my heart over the passing days, I captured in pictures. Love-hate relationship. They brightened and comforted. I threw them in the trash when they hurt more than they helped. Still sunflowers will always be meaningful to me.

DAYS OF MOURNING withersome poem on a stem browning sunflower enduring days of mourning comfort like tenuous light of candle flicker bittersweet petals like lashes folding into the night sky -endless- bereavement of stars 9/16/2021
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Krutsinger Avatar
September 20, 2021 at 11:29 AM
Death of the flowers somehow make the death of our loved one seem more real; well penned my friend.
Rodrigues Avatar
September 20, 2021 at 2:51 PM
Yes…you get it.
Buhagiar Avatar
September 16, 2021 at 8:33 AM
When someone dear to us passes on, we will always receive mixed feelings. Think positive, Kimmy.
Rodrigues Avatar
September 16, 2021 at 11:03 AM
So true. I’m doing ok. We are past two difficult birthdays. Holding my dad up. God bless you!
Kendrick Avatar
September 16, 2021 at 7:07 AM
Sorry to learn of your loss. I don't know if it was recent or from times past but I can feel your pain. I hope that you find comfort in the days to come some little memory everyday. Your visits to my page are uplifting. Sara
Rodrigues Avatar
September 16, 2021 at 7:16 AM
My mom died in April. Yesterday was her birthday.
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