Miscellaneous:

[butchiesmom]

My stepgrandmother passed away two years ago at the age of 97. Her husband, Red, had passed away around 30 years before that. She'd told me of how he loved to sing and how, at the last, he returned to her in her dreams telling her she would be with him soon.

She's often in my mind and I think of her with Red and maybe dancing with him, her head on his chest, him swaying to the beat of his song. I had the title of the poem before it was written, lol.

Dancing Among the Stars

She’d spoke to me of her Red
And how he loved to sing.
A pleasant voice beloved by all,
Gone thirty years by then.

No one else had captured her heart
The way her Red still did.
In her dreams he slept with her
Her time on earth was short.

In her sleep she returned to him,
A long life ended peacefully.
Loved by all especially her daughter-in-law,
Who cared for her until the end.

I think of her with her Red,
Listening to his serenade.
In his arms, her head on his chest,
Dancing among the stars.

[erikestabrook]

simply lovely with a moving plot,
I love these intentions in this poem,
and its peaceful feelings

[butchiesmom]

Thanks Eric! I don't often have the title first and definitely don't sit down and write a poem without muse before because it's usually a good bet it will be lousy. I'm pleased with this one, lol.

hugs,
Gail

[PaintedDiary]

Hey sis,

This one is simply exquisite...I am really moved by this and is quite memorable. You have captured the essence of their memory and the visual is beautiful. Should be done in Calligraphy and framed. Got me a little misty also...beautiful tribute to two angelic stars. Going in my favorites and excellent rating! I absolutely love this Gail and thank you for sharing this lovely memory with us.

Kim

[butchiesmom]

Ok, I'm blushing! In your favorites AND an excellent rating? I feel honored since I am in awe of your poetry!

Thanks for the great tribute to this tribute to a woman I loved.

lubya, Sis
Gail