Tribute To Connie Marcum Wong

I couldn’t so delightful an autumn poem write As dear Connie Marcum-Wong, so admired, For colorful leaves falling in gentle breezes Have not the muse our dear Connie inspired. She was more beautiful than golden russet leaves And therein I find genuine similarity as I write Of September here in old Kentucky’s grandeur, Connie, in Hawaii, never gave up the fight. Providence like the inevitability of the seasons Took her to reside in the glory she had earned Just as the dying leaves nurture in the spring Sweet Connie is still nurturing us, I’ve learned.
Written September 23, 2022
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Watt Avatar
September 24, 2022 at 3:36 PM
Milt, this is such a touching write, comparing Connie to the attributes of autumn. Your last two lines are beautiful in their metaphor of dying leaves nurturing the spring, even as Connie's memory nurtures us. Going in my faves, thank you for your friendship to Connie and your encouragement to her about her heart concerns. ~ John
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September 24, 2022 at 4:07 PM
Thank you so much, John. I appreciate everything you said. Here I am, 80 years old, and I have lived with this heart condition for thirty years. I keep thinking, "the good die young" and why not me? Who knows.
Bauer Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 12:09 PM
Just beautiful, Milton! Connie would have loved this for sure…
Hankins Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 12:14 PM
Thank you so much, Ilene. I believe she would've. It's always difficult to write a poem like this one.
Tor Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 11:48 AM
Was glad to see this Tribute to Connie my friend. The theme was one she would have loved referencing the season. The spirit of Connie lives on in your words Milton. I like Tom still see her comments and have to realize over and over that I will never read another comment from her. It is a sad realization to realize. Your Poetry was refreshing to read Milton. Thanks for sharing and may the good Lord bless you for doing so...
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September 23, 2022 at 11:57 AM
I wrote this for the contest, then realized contest entries had to be in Connie's constanza form. So, I'll try my best to write a contest entry, but if I don't get it accomplished, this will be my tribute to her. Such a warm, gracious, and beautiful lady.
Krutsinger Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 11:08 AM
A gorgeous tribute Hank.
Hankins Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 11:58 AM
Thanks, Caren. She was a fine, fine lady.
Rose  Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 11:07 AM
Thank you for the lovely tribute, Milton, she was a special lady, and we will hold her in our hearts long after she is gone,
Hankins Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 11:58 AM
That is so true, Vie. Of all the people I have become friends with on the Soup, Connie will always be near the top of the list.
De Beaulieu Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 10:33 AM
Hello Milton, a beautiful tribute for Connie. She will be missed. Enjoy your day my friend.
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September 24, 2022 at 11:14 AM
Hello Milton, thank you for the comment. Enjoy your day my friend.
Hankins Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 11:59 AM
Thank you, Darlene. You have a good day, too.
Cunningham Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 10:02 AM
Beautiful tribute Milton, Connie would love this one. I sometimes come across comments she made to me and it hits me she's no longer here. Tom
Hankins Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 11:59 AM
Same here, Tom. I've never known a more gracious lady except the one I married thirty-nine years ago!
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