Poetry: A Touch of Reminiscence


Curled up under the covers, lost in thought

A blue orchid lay beside her, alone and desolate

Seven words reverberate through her mind – vivid and loud:

‘Dear Mom, are you happy in Heaven?

How she misses her, her scent and her warmth

The sound of her laughter, the scent of her cooking

Permeating throughout the house, ever so welcoming

The sound of utensils clinking in the kitchen, ever familiar

But, oh, how she knows – how she knows

That her mother loves her so

She hadn’t before, but now she did

As she looked down at the pendant of the amaryllis

signifying the three words of worth beyond beauty

A soft smile then tugs at her lips

And she hopes that her mother is happy wherever she is

As she would forever be with her in

both the heart and spirit.


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