Stained ivory marble glimmers at the edge of the woods
Silent graves behind a rusty fence
Water murmurs in a nearby brook
So small So sweet So Young
A pool of minnows
A mother’s tears
Silver flashes of life
And a blanket of tangled vines, thorns, pink roses
Seek the sun and the angel
Roots curve lovingly around a box lined with satin in the cold earth below
Little bones
Buried in the cold earth below
And the sun sparkles on the brook which speaks softly, softly
A lullaby as it gentles on its way
Soothing the mother now resting next to her child
Buried in grief
Bones reach for bones
And the sun sparkles on the brook
Casting diamonds and tears across the surface
Warming the earth
Descending to the grave
Rising to the heavens
Where the child plays in golden endless days
Hold on hold on hold on to your faith
I wrote this poem as a kind of meditation. In deeply dark times, I search for faith, comfort, and beauty. I pray for the children.
In peace and love, Lori. 2025
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Beautiful! Calm thoughtful
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Thank you, Kathy. 🥰
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A beautiful poem, Lori! Like you, we should all pray for the children! Thank you for sharing your beautiful meditation!
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Thank you, Anita, for responding and for your kind and understanding heart.
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Love it❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you.
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Lori…Lori. Thank you for this heartsong. ❤️❤️❤️
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You are so kind, Vicki! 🥰 Thank you. ☺️
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🥰❤️🥰
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Oh so deeply moving. Vivid. Heartfelt. Yet a sense of ultimate completion. Wow.
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Thank you, dear Gloria. 🩷
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Sounds like a great introduction to chapter one of a Ladywriter novel.
Who were these two? How did they get there?
Great cliff hanger.
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You make a wonderful muse, Gloria!🩷💞🩷
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Oh, Lori, this poem brought tears. So deeply profound and beautiful.
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Thank you, Lauren. It is such a beautiful world, and the children—we should never lose the children.
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Relaxing poem and images, Lori.
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Thank you, Mary. My husband and I went out in the hills this afternoon, and it was serene. Nature soothes. 🩷
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Pray for the children. What a wonderful practice. Thanks, Lori!
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Thank you, Wynne. 💞
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Good read…
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Thank you ☺️
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Such a beautiful, heartfelt poem, Lori! 💔
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Oh, Cindy, thank you.
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🩷🩷🩷🩷
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This is such a beautiful and inspiring poem!
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Thank you, Dawn!😘
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