I THINK OF HER

Frenetically I rest in her guest room.
I think of her quiet hospital room.

I’ve laid my head on this pillow before.
I toss, turn, and pray, in this cozy room.

The lamp that’s lit sees the quiver of lips.
The cool sheets rumple my soul in this room.

The morning will bring no kitchen nesting.
Silence of pantry doors - feastless, this room.

Cars leave the driveway while mom’s still alive.
The staff is preparing her hospice room.

The transport holds my heart; mom’s head is bare.
Tender care, support, comfort in the room.

I shared a scintilla of who mom is.
Caregiver softly stroked mom’s brow, in room.

After she passed, saw a tear on her cheek.
Her bones turning to stone in this room.

This daughter remembers the softest hands.
In dream, mom squeezes mine, from heav’n’s room
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Kendrick Avatar
February 7, 2024 at 5:10 AM
Back with congratulations on your winning work. Way to go. Sara K
Rodrigues Avatar
February 7, 2024 at 6:03 AM
Thank you, Sara
Kauffman Avatar
January 30, 2024 at 12:34 PM
You have woven your pain of loss and grief into an impactful, metaphoric poem with powerful images of bones turning into stone, Kim. I really like the way you used the room in all of its different scenarios. Best wishes for the contest! Blessings of comfort to you!
Rodrigues Avatar
January 30, 2024 at 3:15 PM
Thank you for reading this one, so close to my heart. <3 Kim
Beaufort Avatar
January 13, 2024 at 10:41 AM
Yes, how sad it is to lose a loved one. Their death is constantly lurking. I don't think our hurt ever goes away. Your poem is a beautiful sharing of grief and brings tears to my eyes. Thank-you for bringing me this reflection and allowing me to share the grief.
Rodrigues Avatar
January 13, 2024 at 11:59 AM
Thank you for reading and sharing of the grief we all share at some point.
Kendrick Avatar
January 12, 2024 at 4:26 AM
Ahhh!! A sad time for you put in poetic form. I hope not a recent event and that you have healed. If not, may God be ever present with you during this time of grief. Thanks for sharing this one with us and for dropping by my page. Sara K
Andresen Avatar
January 12, 2024 at 3:14 AM
- A sad but lovely poem, Kim - hugs
Rodrigues Avatar
January 12, 2024 at 3:30 AM
Thank you, Anne-Lise!
Dietrich Avatar
January 11, 2024 at 1:22 PM
so sad, Kim, but so beautifully presented. A fave for me.
Rodrigues Avatar
January 11, 2024 at 3:16 PM
Thank you, Andrea. That means a lot. <3
Goldsmith Avatar
January 11, 2024 at 10:25 AM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful yet sad write/wonderful ending. So Sorry...  I lost my mom many years ago/it is hard. Have Blessed day writing away.......................
Rodrigues Avatar
January 11, 2024 at 3:15 PM
Almost three years…seems sometimes like yesterday.
Bauer Avatar
January 11, 2024 at 8:16 AM
very touching and beautifully written, kim...
Rodrigues Avatar
January 11, 2024 at 3:11 PM
Thank you, Ilene
Wolf Avatar
January 10, 2024 at 8:45 PM
Kim, this is so heartbreaking, I honestly couldn't finish reading it. I'll have to come back for the denouement I know is just ahead. ~ Raining Teardrops
Rodrigues Avatar
January 10, 2024 at 9:02 PM
I remember the day. I couldn’t visit her in the hospital because of covid, so I saw her as they brought her out of transport on a stretcher. Tears indeed. Thanks for your compassion. <3
Leiser Avatar
January 10, 2024 at 7:55 PM
Your poem is so poignant and sad as you mourn the loss of your dear mother, Kim. Well expressed. May God comfort you in your great loss.
Rodrigues Avatar
January 10, 2024 at 8:07 PM
Thank you! April will be three years. Time passes quick and sometimes it feels like yesterday.
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