I attended a writing conference today called Writing for Life held at St. Luke’s United Methodists Church. Bucket List “Open Mic” ✅. God opened a door and gave me courage to step forward in faith and I read a poem of mine. It was s great experience and I felt courageous and wanted to “shout out” to my dear friend Margaret Mahan Grojean as well because of the poem I read, I felt your courage and support as well reading “In This Very Place.” God is good indeed!
In This Very Place
Your spirit is woven into the fabric of this very place
Every corner, every shelf reveals remnants of your special touch
Christmas gifts of long ago still adorn the walls of this sacred place
Family photos of yesteryears all with a story to tell
If only this were but a childish game running and laughing, all covered with love
I hear you in the chimes letting me know you’re near
Hummingbirds with their ease of flight…shows me the beauty and complexity of this life
As I hear the tick tock of the clocks, I can hear your laughter in the distance
Remembering the comfort and strength in your warm embrace,
Remembering your sacrifices in all you did, making life sweeter
Everything has changed, nothing feels the same, hard as I try reality continues knocking at my door
Go away, go away…Can’t you see you’re not welcome in this place.
This was hers, this was ours…wishes and dreams unfulfilled, it’s all left undone
Questions linger, the obvious one of why…it’s beyond our understanding.
Has she traveled to all the places she once dreamed of, was there a welcoming of those who had gone before?
No pain…walking and running freely, perhaps even flying or floating about.
Today as I looked in the sky, filled with billowing white clouds I paused to wonder…
Thinking to my self, and saying…can she see me, is she proud of me,
Am I doing and being the best person I can be? When will I see her again?
Mom, I miss you so very much and I love you more than I was ever able to show.
Until we meet again, you will always be in my heart, my soul…the very existence of who I am, always and forever…your daughter.
C.A.Robinson
September 19, 2012
1:23am
~Peace~
Charlotte, your poem is beautiful, Your mom was always so proud of you no matter what and I know she continues to be. I’m glad you allowed yourself to step out of your comfort zone.
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Thank you Denise!! 💚
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What a beautiful tribute!
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Thank you!
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