Trudy Diane Rider Poet Free verse

Songs My Mother Sang

'Twas early on I remember
hearing the voice so tender
     sweetly interlaced
          with loving splendor
Later on I noticed
how the words fell from her lips
     her mouth, round and soft
          smiling gently at the tips
The melodies she sang to me
in altos soft and low
     though words are lost and gone,
          the melodies I know...
Yet it wasn't till a dark repose
I knew how sweet her voice had rang
     for it called me back
          from death's dark grasp...
                 the songs my mother sang.

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Elizabeth Kinch February 5, 2017 at 2:53 AM Beautiful. Recalled my mum singing to me and me singing to my babes, your poem evoked lovely memories for me. Trudy Diane Rider February 5, 2017 at 11:29 AM Thank you very much

Vince Suzadail Jr. November 18, 2011 at 12:02 PM Nice tribute to your mother. One of my Mom's favorites was Four Walls. This brought some memories back of her singing while she was cleaning. Vince

James Foulk September 20, 2008 at 8:40 PM a very touchin piece, so warm and tender.

Kristin Reynolds September 19, 2008 at 6:11 AM You are very blessed, to have those memories - they are priceless...very beautiful, love Kristin

Sharon Winter September 19, 2008 at 5:39 AM Oh wow. You know, you really have an amazing talent. I was immediately held in recall of my own mother's voice singing to me as a child. The way you wrote this is simply brilliant. And yes, those last 5 lines, ring true with me too. Beautiful tribute to your mom, and to loving mothers everywhere. Love, Shar