Panagiota Romios Poet Rhyme

My Mother In Er

My Mother in ER 

You were more beautiful in death than in life.
I don't understand what painter God sent,
to turn you into a sleeping goddess.
I only know His name was clearly upon you.
There was no gratuitous embalming or a
touch of human make upon you.

Yet.....Mom, you looked like a young Juliet most truly! 
With a divine golden essence to your hair,
And skin so relaxed and so rosy.
Going to meet Dad, your Romeo.
I just knew he was waiting for you!
I could have stood there for hours, gazing
at your glorious inner peace.

Right there in ER,where we prayed over you with Bible, 
wet from our tears,
While you were en route to greater celestial
spheres!

I love you, Mom...

Panagiota Romios
4/5/2019

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Susan Jeavons April 5, 2019 at 10:11 PM What a loving tribute to your mother. I can tell how much you loved her. Wonderful poem Panagiota. Blessings, Susan Panagiota Romios April 6, 2019 at 9:00 AM Susan, how blessed we were to have her in our home to almost 90 years old. We took her with us everywhere, too. Don't tell anyone! I still sleep with her teddy bear.-)). She was quite a looker, too. Panagiota with blessings.

David Mchattie April 5, 2019 at 7:26 PM Lovely. Just lovely. Panagiota Romios April 5, 2019 at 7:43 PM Hello David~ perfect words you used in your comments. Thank you. It was a very moving and profound experience. Blessings, Panagiota

Anthony Bianco April 5, 2019 at 5:17 PM Hi Pangiota, This is a fantastic poem and a beautiful tribute to your mother. It pulses with your love for her. Anthony Panagiota Romios April 5, 2019 at 7:24 PM Welcome, Anthony! You are on the money with my love for her. Some poems of mine, I cherish. This is one of them. Appreciate your comment greatly! Panagiota

Caren Krutsinger April 5, 2019 at 2:59 PM A beautiful write; your mother must have looked fabulous, which probably assured you that the angels took her, and she smiled when she left. Panagiota Romios April 5, 2019 at 3:23 PM Thank you, Caren! I wish I could have that utterly angelic look! I was not exaggerating in the poem at all. I have never seen such a transformation in my life. It was a real blessing. Thank you for those sweet words, Panagiota.))