Carolyn Devonshire Poet Free verse

What Mom Hears

Toll-free is the call on this special day
as my gratitude ascends the umbilical cord,
never severed, even in the afterlife.

“I planted begonias in the garden you nurtured.”
My eyes search the bright spring sky,
“Your favorites, just for you on Mother’s Day.”

Decades have passed,
yet that special mother/daughter bond
finds me planting begonias each year.

“I miss you, Mom, though your spirit lingers –
sometimes I still hear your voice;
you always hear mine.

“My confidante you’ll always be.
When I share my innermost thoughts in prayer,
I feel your heart next to mine.

“Giver of life, comforter, source of wisdom,
Mom, you blessed me with so much joy.
I spoke to you in my youth; I speak to you now.

“On angel wings my words are delivered to heaven.
I know you listen;
I just know.”



*Written May 5, 2015, in honor of my mother.

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Carol Eastman June 16, 2016 at 10:29 AM Something I often thought about my Mom... She hears me... Lovely write.

Mark Peterson February 25, 2016 at 2:08 AM This poem entreats...it beckons and summoned memory of my own who wore herself out in service to family...to me. Thanks for reminding me.

Judy Konos August 25, 2015 at 12:37 PM Where are you? I miss your charming self!

James Marshall Goff July 31, 2015 at 12:12 PM am visiting Ma's hometown along the Mississippi in Wisconsin this wkend (she gets new heart valve wed 8/5....she's nervous, getting' last rites mon) with Ma & many family members .....'bout 20-30....gonna pick "Lillies-of-the-Valley" from homestead where they grow wild & Ma brought to Minneapolis after WW2 when he got a job here, to plant at our new house (sold long ago) should be fun, also visit Grandparents cemetery where the black squirrels are! great poem....jimbo

Robert Lindley May 24, 2015 at 8:14 PM Sorry my friend, just found this gem.. Simply have to add this gem to my fav list as it hits a home run with me. A7, but it truly deserves a super 10!!!

Wilma Neels May 17, 2015 at 12:08 PM A beautiful tribute to your mom Carolyn ;) I am sure she is with you always. Hope you weekend is a blessed one ;) love Wilma

Joe Maverick May 13, 2015 at 4:13 PM Such comforting lines Carolyn, a touching and telling story from your life indeed..' God bless..'

Bl Devnath May 12, 2015 at 5:24 PM Oh! my lovely friend, you are a very nice, lovely and blessed daughter of your lovely mother, so you have given the highest respect by saying she is "Giver of life, comforter, source of wisdom",loved it much and i do agree too when mother is concerned. 7 is very less here. Loved always, my lovely friend,bl

Connie Marcum Wong May 10, 2015 at 1:00 AM This poem is beautiful Carolyn. A mother's love never leaves us and those of us who are aware of that are the richer for it. Lovely! Happy Mother's Day! 7

Stefan Maxima May 8, 2015 at 2:29 PM Beautiful poem !

Daver Austin May 6, 2015 at 1:09 PM Oh you fortunate lady!- to have such a dearly loved mom. I also was lucky to have an angel mom. I've written a different sort of tribute and will post it today or tomorrow. Love, Dave

Nandita Das May 5, 2015 at 8:57 PM A great tribute. Amazingly beautiful poem. #7

Andrea Dietrich May 5, 2015 at 5:40 PM a wonderful tribute, CArolyn. I read yours and Jan's today. Both are amazing.

Arthur Vaso May 5, 2015 at 1:03 PM Gave me goosebumps to read this beautiful poem!

Bl Devnath May 5, 2015 at 10:58 AM A great tribute with heartfelt remembrace to mother. As i know one who loves mother, his or her heart always remains nice because God blesses him or her with sweet smile. You are blessed, i feel. Bye. Loved always, my lovely friend,bl

Emile Pinet May 5, 2015 at 8:04 AM The magic that exist in your life is personified in the closeness you feel with your mother, the giver and nurturer of life and this is skillfully incorporated into an unusual and unique poem honoring her in both life and death. Emile.

Anne-Lise Andresen May 5, 2015 at 7:15 AM - Always in your heart .... I believe they see and hear us - a beautiful poem Carolyn - Good luck in the contest - I wish you a wonderful day :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)