ROSE PETAL POETRY

Rose Petal poetry is written by me, Sharon.  Rose Petal has always been the name I would use for my daycare center but I decided to use it here.  After my father passed away I came up with this in memory of him.  His favorite Saint was St. Theresa the little flower.  Because of this, Roses became a symbol in my life. So for me---Rose Petal stands for Reality Of Sharon's Experience.  Please Enjoy Time And Life. I now have a Rose Petal Poetry Section on my site so if you'd like to visit just click on the rose.......

For you, Mom

I made a promise when I was young To repay you for all you have done When my 31st birthday came I knew my life would never be the same The day after, I was going out to celebrate Then Dad was rushed off to the hospital but it was to late The bond between you two was so strong you knew something was seriously wrong I returned home from the hospital to inform you But deep down you already knew With your poor health and Dad now gone I knew somehow I'd have to carry on I tried to hide my grief to give you some relief. I felt there was not much I could do but to stay strong for you When Dad passed away Your health really went astray We had you checked when you got sick the doctors said, your mind would deteriorate pretty quick The unset of dementia was to blame For I knew one day you wouldn't remember my name They suggested putting you in a facility For sooner or later you'd lose your mobility They believed you should not be left alone so they suggested a nursing home When I heard this I knew This was my chance to repay you I decided to quit my job to care for you on my own and together we would face the unknown I must admit I didn't know what I'd have to do I just knew I'd never give up on you At times it was difficult to see you so frail But I new somehow we'd prevail We faced many problems along the way But you always managed to come through it okay Even though you were in pain You would never complain Your quality of life was gone but you would always carry on For four and half years you gave your all but then you had to answer God's call I want you to know you fought a good fight and I know you gave it all your might you were the strongest, most courageous woman I knew and I Thank God for letting me share that special time with you. Sharon  2/2001

I started bereavement counseling a few weeks ago.  For my homework I had to make a list of what I miss about my mother and what's the most important thing I'll miss.  Instead of making a list I wrote this...

WHAT I MISS ABOUT YOU, MOTHER I've been asked to write what I miss about you which I find very difficult to do For the last couple of years you were the only life that I knew Now I don't know what to do I guess I should say that's the first thing I miss Not having you to talk to when my life goes amiss I always knew I could confide in you for you were always there to guide me through As I think of all the loving help you've given me through the years I sit here trying to brush away the tears All my life I've been able to count on you through thick and thin so to answer this question I don't even know where to begin What I miss of you, Mom Is your voice, so soft and calm I miss the warmth and beauty of your face and your tender, loving embrace I miss your caring, understanding sympathetic ear For you always listened without judging what you had to hear I miss the quiet times we used to share when I sat combing your hair I miss your kind, gentle disposition and your old fashion tradition You instilled your old fashion ways in me and I thank you for that to every degree I miss your integity, wisdom,patience and care You were a wonderful woman with so much to share I miss your strength, faith and love that's what your life consisted of I guess by now it's plain to see You were my world and so special to me Now it's time to mention the second part of the question.... What I miss most about you is not from the past For I know those memories will last It's what's in the future that lies ahead for these are the things I will miss instead I've always said, when I am grown I'd get married and start a family of my own Now when that day comes I'm going to be feeling a little numb I may be happy but I'll also be blue for I cannot share this with you I don't have my Dad to walk me down the aisle I don't have my Mom with her beautiful smile My children will never know the joy of grandparents like you for they won't have you to look up to I guess it's plain to see The future is what will get to me I won't be able to share with you my joy, pain, sorrow For you & I no longer have a tomorrow Don't get me wrong, your presence is felt in everything I do it's just not the same without the physical you Sharon 2/2001

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