Miss You

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Mon, 29 Apr 2019
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It was Easter on a very hot weekend in 2019.

My partner's pottering around in the greenhouse

tending to his radishes and corn that are looking grand,

 

On the other hand...I don't feel guilty as I sit in shade

of tall leylandii trees, sun glistening through branches,

tiny flies circling above, darting here and there.

 

Listen! Only sounds are occasional flapping of

pigeons wings over head, as they swoop down

then rise to meet bluest sky,

 

these moments of drowsy pleasure, attentive

to birds chirping and buzzing bees, reminding

me of how I miss your company mum.

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

One moment in time perfectly captured. Well done Jenny

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

I also felt the scene and experience of the moment was so well caught and communicated. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

beautiful, makes me feel like crying too

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you so much insert. As soon as I saw the I P this week, I knew I had to get something written down about my feelings. The cherries were such a lovely surprise too. Many thanks again.

Jenny. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon,

wasn't the weather amazing for those easter holiday makers? They were so lucky.  I'm glad I could set the scene for you, and thank you for your kind words.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hello Di,

I must admit that there are times when I think of my mum and our little chats we would have over a coffee or two sitting in the garden. It's strange how even now after so long I miss her.

Sorry if this poem made you feel like crying, just had to get it down after hearing about the I P. 

Thank you so much for reading and your shared thoughts which I'm always grateful for.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by celticman on

sometimes pottering about brings back memoies. touching. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jack,

those quiet moments when life is easy going, it's nice pottering about and just taking time out to remember.

Thank you for reading and letting me know you found it touching, that's nice.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

It's funny how nature can remind us of loved ones when they are no longer there to experience it but just knowing that they did experience those same things can make you feel connected once again. This is very touching, the way you describe the scene and how in that moment it made you miss your mum.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you Jane.

My mum loved her garden and would spend every day in the summer potting up flowers and arranging them in colour. We would talk about our many interests and mum would always be interested in any new hobbies that I became involved in, which changed a lot, I was never one for sticking at one interest for long and yearned to move on to pastures new. But writing is the one thing I never stopped enjoying as far back as I can remember. It always started off with diary moments and then moved on from there.

Anyway enough of my ramblings. Thank you again for reading and I'm grateful for your feedback.

Jenny.