Linda Ori

Rookie - 137 Points (08/13/1945 / UTAH)

Scattered Ashes - Poem by Linda Ori

Will you love me in the future
Like you're loving me today,
When our skin in old and wrinkled
And what hair we have is gray?

Will you love me when I'm sleeping
Warm and cozy in my chair,
Oblivious to everything -
My life without a care?

Will you gaze at me and wonder
What it was that stole your heart -
Will you hope we'll live forever,
That we'll never be apart?

Will you cherish every moment
That we've shared in years gone by,
Will you find me over yonder
When my time has come to die?

Let's make a pact to celebrate
Our lives when they are done,
Let our spirits travel onward
Side by side beyond the sun,

May our ashes blend together
As they scatter o're the land -
On the other side of heaven
We'll be walking hand in hand.

Comments about Scattered Ashes by Linda Ori

  • Rookie Not a member No 4 (6/15/2007 5:32:00 PM)

    This is very moving stuff Linda - honest, emotional, quality writing that fashion struck high brows would look down their noses at, and that is usually a sign that you've done something right, and I'd say you've done it all right in this. It does what a poem should do, and it does it with style, but without affected swagger. First rate. xxx jim (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Tara very irritated with PH injustice (6/12/2007 1:59:00 AM)

    Oh, this is a wonderful piece. I think it begins with the fears all lovers have and ends wtih the hopes, the imperatives they share... the truth of which is to be borne out by experience, day by day. Brilliant. t x (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 60,416 Points Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (6/11/2007 11:54:00 PM)

    Midnight...Once again you do delight our fancy for poetic eloquence...Great tone & rhythm...Structurally pristine...You go girl...and don't you put that pen down for a moment!

    FjR (Report) Reply

  • Rookie William Jackson (6/11/2007 11:24:00 PM)

    Lovely thought and poem. It reminds me of Browning's 'Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, 'A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid! ' ' (Report) Reply

  • Rookie H H (6/11/2007 11:23:00 PM)

    Lovely. This should be treasured by many who have lived this.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 11, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 10, 2011

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