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Martie
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0 posted 2000-03-04 04:31 PM


The Perfect Gift

He took me winding
into the Washington green mountains
where tall trees embraced
and swayed in airy delight,
atop a hill to find
sadly unkempt with tombstones,
sweetened by the word beloved,
his parent's grave.

Oh, the years seemed
so lost and still
where we walked and sat
on a stone wall
before this place.
He, so embraced with love
the two so long removed
from earthly pain.

He told me
of sweet and bitter times,
his eyes glassed with
memories tears
and I looked down to try and find
a remnant of those lives so precious
to have conceived this man
so vividly hunched with memory.

I picked up a stone from where
his mother lay
and warming it with my hand,
thought of the picture
he had shown me,
and the day his father died
when finally love admitted a sigh
and whispered it was so.

Later, when the sun lay
behind the crest
and shadows crossed the rolling water
he was still lost
through memories door,
when as a boy
he loved with the bigness
that hasn’t learned
all the imperfections of a moment.

My hand strayed from the cold
to my pocket and found the stone
somber and alone
and I placed it in his hand,
and when he smiled
I knew I had found
the perfect gift of love.


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 In the dew of little things,
the heart finds its morning
and is refreshed.
(ee cummings)


[This message has been edited by Martie (edited 03-04-2000).]

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1 posted 2000-03-04 05:03 PM


Oh, Martie~
You make my heart sigh with your tenderness.
What a moment made in the solitude of two.
~*Marge*~


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2 posted 2000-03-04 05:51 PM


I agree, Martie. This is beautiful, touching and tender. I have a stone from my parent's grave too.

Denise

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3 posted 2000-03-04 06:20 PM


Your phrases flow like milk and honey into the mind and heart. Exquisite, Martie
Liz

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4 posted 2000-03-04 06:27 PM


Martie,
I always place the stone on the stone to show
they were remembered. Beautiful poem Martie. *L*

Martie
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5 posted 2000-03-04 06:56 PM


Thank you so much for your comments, and Sy, what a lovely idea!
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6 posted 2000-03-04 07:02 PM


This is beautiful, Martie. The title could also apply to your presence here.
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7 posted 2000-03-05 02:05 AM


Oh, Martie, this brings stinging tears to my eyes.  The tenderness this poem shows, is very, very special.


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8 posted 2000-03-05 08:18 AM


*sighs*  simply lovely my friend  
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9 posted 2000-03-05 09:23 AM


So lovely.... *sigh*
Martie
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10 posted 2000-03-05 11:04 AM


Deer, there you go again, finding the perfect reply--thank you soooo much!

Rosemary dear, I'm glad my poem touched you in that way.

Ruth and Suthern, thank you for the sighs!

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11 posted 2000-03-06 06:26 AM


Oh Martie...is there nothing your words can't touch? Just beautiful, my friend.

K

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life enriches writing'
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12 posted 2000-03-07 06:28 PM


Truly special my friend.  What a absolutely wonderful poem.
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13 posted 2000-03-07 06:57 PM


Martie, I will add my "lovely" and my "sigh" here...this is, I believe, one of the best of your poems that I have had the pleasure to read. It literally stills the soul.

~ Claire

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14 posted 2000-09-16 08:04 PM


the depth of your sensitivity - comes thru so very clearly you are to be treasured
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