SHE CAME TO ME IN A DREAM

Cherry
Poem of the week

By Linda Wigzell Cress

Fri, 04 Oct 2013
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20 comments
 

She came to me in a dream last night,

My Mum.

Just as I was feeling

That all light had gone.

Dear face all beaming

Sharp green eyes gleaming

Like a tigress defending

Her young.

 

Her favourite brother was there as her guide

Young Will

He had six lovely children

Who remember him still,

Though so small when he died.

Not a word did she say –

I so wished she would stay

By my side.

 

But her job here was done, bringing joy to my heart,

And hope where once there was none.

And I felt so much better

As I watched them depart.

My soul was uplifted

Such peace she had gifted,

I will never forget her

My Mum.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Certificate U
Poem
POETRY
Spiritual

Comments

Submitted by Bee on

Hi Linda.

Your poem is gentle and heartfelt, and has brought tears to my eyes. She sounds lovely - loved the line about sharp green eyes gleaming - defending her young like a tigress.  It sounds a beautiful and comforting dream that reminds us that they never truly leave us.

Bee

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Thanks Bee, I seldom dreamed of her since her death 11 years ago, but dreamed of her again last night.  I reckon she knows we are having a rough time lately!  Thanks for commenting.

Linda

Submitted by Denzella on

Hello Linda,

This is a lovely poem and I do hope the words you have gifted to us to share are really how you feel now. I had a very similar experience in that I too dreamt about my mum when things were not too good.  I sincerely hope things will soon start to improve for you and Henry.  You are often in my thoughts and if there is anything I can do please, just holler!

Moya 

 

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Thanks Moya, kind and gracious as ever!  I was not in a good place this week, the lack of income beginning to hit hard, then we went to a friends for dinner (very nice) last saturday and I fell flat on my face on the way home, black and blue legs, ache all over and felt stupid!  So I did feel it was a sign and did indeed feel much better when I woke up, and dreamed of her again last night!  Funny old life isnt it!  Hope you are ok too, have a lovely weekend.

Linda

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Thanks so much for the cherries, Dear Editors, this means a lot to me.

Linda

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

A beautiful poem in memory of a beautiful mum       Elsie

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Thanks for such a nice comment Missunderstood. We all used to think Mum's eyes changed colour when cross! I appreicate your reading this.

Linda

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Hi Elsie, I am so glad you liked this.  Thanks for telling me so.

Linda

Submitted by VeraClark on

Despite the emotion it must have for you, the rhyme in this makes for a light, gentle yet sincere poem. Life has a funny way of picking you up when you hit the skids. Look after those bruises Linda, glad you're mum showed up just when you needed it.

 

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Thanks for such a thoughtful comment, Vera.  Bruises healing - feels self inflicted having been to a very pinot-packed party.  I appreciate your reading.

Linda

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Linda,  firstly can I say how sorry I was to hear of your fall...the same thing happened to me back in the Summer,  fell flat on my face tripping up a curb,   so I really feel for you.  Funnily enough my mum died twelve years ago,  sound like your mum is watching over you. This was a  treasure of a read.  Again I am thinking of you and hoping you get better soon.  Will light a candle tonight for your good health.  Jenny.

 

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Hi Jenny, thanks for good wishes - no real harm done.  I think I tripped on uneven pavement, we have lots of trees in our road and the pavement there had lifted under the roots,  And on reading this I realise it's actually 12 years since mum died this 4th November, time flies, yet it goes so slowly sometimes!  And I have felt better these last 2 days. Anyway so glad you liked this, and glad you told me so.

Linda

Submitted by scratch on

Linda, this is one from your drawer where you keep all the best stuff in.  Vera's right too.  This is a fab poem on so many different levels.  It's a beauty.

 

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Thanks scratch, so glad you liked this one.

Linda

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Thanks Luke and Eds for POWeek !  I am really happy!

Linda

Submitted by misskelizabeth on

This is amazing, I can really relate to this. well deserved cherry and poem of the week. 

 

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Thanks Katie, and thanks to your Nanny Rose!

Linda

Submitted by The royster on

Hey Linda, What's all this about you falling? That's my job.  Hope you're ok now and no serious damage.  Rose will always be with you Linda and you will forever see her. In fact Lou will no doubt keep an eye out for you too.  You had wonderful parents.  Lovely words.  Royx

 

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Thanks mate, all ok now. Just a little reminder of my own mrtality!  This dream did comfort me, and I was so delighted it was picked Poem of the Week!  Thanks for reading.

Linda

Submitted by The royster on

And well deserved too. You know I always enjoy your work, I also think sometimes the little ones that may be short and to the point make the most impact.  Take care, Glad to hear all ok.  Roy.     ps, Dingle dell 2 now posted.   ps2 Radio 2pm Monday if you're about.