Ann Foster Poet Free verse

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Missing Flowers

Missing Flowers

There are no blooms on the table. 
Nothing in the vase by the window. 
Empty water, 
in the one near the door. 

Outside in the garden...
Nothing. 

The cheer is gone from my office. 
The joy is absent from my rooms.
The kitchen...
no reason to bake. 
The garden no cause to sow. 
Remnants lie on the table, 
quilts unmade, 
letters unwritten.
The sweetness gone, 
from the tea.  

You never call. 
I am not important. 

That is okay. 
I am lifted knowing...
"He" is with you. 

All that has passed, 
from the first I saw your face, 
to the last I savored your visage, 
has been a humble...
blessing in my life. 

Thank you Lord, 
for my kid.

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Caren Krutsinger December 20, 2019 at 3:12 PM I gave my children to God years ago, because a mother cannot be everywhere; it has helped me immensely. So I truly do love this grateful poem! Afterall, he loaned them to us first. Right?

Andrea Dietrich December 19, 2019 at 7:56 PM At first I was thinking maybe he had died but reread it and realized he simply is not calling you, etc. For that reason it's sad but you say "He" is with your son, so I think that means a good thing. I know how you feel here. i rarely hear a word from my son, who is so far away. He is not one for gifts, not even a card. It makes me sad but I do know he loves me!! He has a very stressful life and all I can do is pray God will help him. I enjoyed your poem, Ann Ann Foster December 19, 2019 at 8:24 PM The "He" is God, as I pray for my kids all the time... :) and have added your family to my long list... :) Yes, gone-off (where I can not go) and must trust... all is well. Ty friend. Hugs and small angels to sing about your tree, quietly, softly in the back ground, as not to interupt the merriment. Ann