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An Urn Of Memories
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An Urn Of Memories |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
I found her at an estate sale quitely sitting on a shelf Subdued to the point of top class I knew at first glance I loved the shape and pitna of her outward self Not until later did I begin to wonder of her lifes dance I took the sleek vase to make a deal, haggle Then I noticed the smiles, nervous glances, smirks Some one said the contents are free the urn they'd sell The deal made, she is mine, beautiful, fantasy lurks Now that she is mine I'd like to be introduced, know her Well, a relative quite young? no? lived to an old age She had children or was an old maid? being helpful they were A picture then of my friend or some one from olden days No two answers were the same but they really wanted to help Please tell me about this lady's life and how did she become mine They agreed it started as a joke now a bit of conscience felt She had been forgotten for years, an unintentional crime They put their heads together and memories were revealed A kind, happy, helpful, sometimes irreverent pixie of a woman Embraced all the relations as hers, sharing secrets, her lips sealed Always there..the family glue..her life our life..until the setting sun A sad day when she went into this urn too painful to remember Here than gone..we were sure we could never forget her memory Our grief slowly ebbed..we took turns keeping her from January to December Slowly but surely the memories died..we lost her..forgot her you see So who's idea was it to sell this dear family piece To send her to visit strangers who neither knew or cared Embarrassement from all..no answers..forgive us if you please Now as of today our family pixie with your family is shared No I will not return the ashes that live in the beautiful urn In my mind she is here..we will share secrets like friends Laugh and cry..feel her quiet but understanding concerns As if we had always known in some way our lives blends Some day this lady in her urn and I in mine May rest side by side with a caring relative And instead of selling our final home the solution will find That we can be scattered side by side where solitude will live |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
A most unusual story. It brought back a strong memory for me, of the day we sprinkled my friend Patsy on hillside of Meditation Mount, below the theosophists meditation gardens she loved. I wrote the eulogy, and spoke farewells for her family and one other friend. Two of her children were in jail, one chose not to show. The fourth asked me, as a friend, to make a dignified and simple farewell. We gave her back to mother earth that day, and right afterwards some doves flew overhead. |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
How wonderful for your friend to have a friend such as you. She knows what you did. Thanks for the reply. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
M.E. what a clever creative write...most unique... and I see your becoming quite comfortable with rhymeing.. very cool  wonderful poetry and so good to see you posting again...as you can see its moving fast in here...hard to keep up. Hope your warm and settled in Texas take care jm |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) Oh my gosh, I know how you must have felt, for I find it selfish somehow for someone to sell the urn of a loved one from another! (sigh) I am so happy you're caring for these memories so compassionately, as if being a friend to her and her family. (sigh) This is such a touching and unique story, I cried reading this both of how their family must have missed this person, and of the love of your heart. (kiss on cheek) God Bless You, sweet friend! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
Janet Marie, I don't know where some of these thoughts come from! Glad you liked it. We are in a rainy cold(50's)spell but don't need the snow shovel! Noah, life is strange and death more so. We make arrangements but have to hope our wishes are carried out. Hugs back to you. |
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