MOTHER'S DREAM

I go to sleep; I'm forty-three.
With my five kids and spouse with me
We're at our cottage by the lake.
We swim, we sail and then we take
A boat ride to blueberry hill
Where we all pick for pies to fill.
The evening comes, the lake's like glass
That cracks as loons and beavers pass.
Then crickets start their nightly tune
Which ends the day, oh far too soon.
It's so much fun to be alive.
I wake confused; I'm ninety-five.

MOTHER'S GAMES
MOTHER'S HOPE
MOTHER'S LEAVING
MOTHER'S MARKET MEMORY
MOTHER'S MEMORIAL BENCH
MOTHER'S SAD ATTACK
MOTHER'S WAR
MOTHER'S WAKE

Comments

[Sharon]

Hi Doug,

This poem is powerful...I could really feel what you were saying!!! I miss those days too!!

[Carolyn Plitz]

I agree. It's so simple yet so powerful. It brings back many wonderful memories for me, as well. How wonderful! Thanks for the memories!

Carolyn

[Isabel]

I enjoyed reading your poem. What a wonderful way to say "Life passes in the blink of an eye, enjoy it while you can!"

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I enjoyed your comment. Thank you. Doug.E.Barr

[Anna]

Thanks for memories of your Mother. They bring back memories of my own precious Mother, who was 91 when she went to be with the Lord. I miss her every day! Anna

At the moment "my own precious mother" is my only source of inspiration. A million more comments like this might help replace her inspiration when I am forced to do without. Doug.E.Barr

[Lois]

This poem makes me think about my mom!!!!

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Do you also think about what your mother might be thinking? Doug.E.Barr

[barbarb]

thinking about my mother no longer here. And asking jesus to give her a kiss for me , and to tell her i love her.

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I suspect you told her one way or another when she was here. Doug.E.Barr

[Lauren]

Summer has come and past

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I hope in one month my mother will be 94. It is definitely the last days of 'winter' for her. As I do every morning I will give her a hug and a kiss then wish her at least one more happy return. Doug.E.Barr

[Doug]

hi doug good poem

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Thank you. Doug.E.Barr

[lilly]

:(:(:(............Im already crying and the poem really touched my heart.

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Your comment touched my heart. Doug.E.Barr

[kenny]

i really really like your poem