The Roses Bloomed For You Poem by Hazel Durham

The Roses Bloomed For You

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We always spread pure butter on our toast in the morning,
Strong tea, with a large dash of hope and love entwined,
We were like a surprise parcel, so carefully bind,
Secrets, dreams, past internal scars all to find,
We chatted like best friends with hardships endured,
When people were unkind.
I learnt from your wisdom, goodness,
And your dancing agile mind,
Floating on a line of clouds,
You made every day so fine,
You had experienced many tribulations,
But your loving nature, always swept away any negativity,
Replacing it with elation,
Giving us all lots of attention,
Your care was a gift to win.
When we would open the back door,
The enchanting lure,
Of the perfumed scent of beautiful roses, wafting in from the garden,
The roses bloomed for you,
With delicacy, colours vibrant with memories that will never cease,
Petals falling gracefully in the morning breeze.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A tribute to my loving mother, the backbone of our home, giving so much of her love, care, kindness and support!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sally Plumb Plumb 29 May 2013

Your back garden seems to be a wonderful place.

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Hmmm...sure ur mom would be smiling with each read...nice work

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 18 May 2013

lovely poem Hazel beatifully u wrote 10

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Captain Cur 10 May 2013

Beautifully written with strong detailed memories. I enjoyed your tribute poem to your mother very much.

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Yasmin Khan 10 May 2013

Mother is fragrance and love embodied in human form. Physically she may be away to other world but fragrance of her memories are always there in our hearts...a lovely tribute to mother's love'

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Chinedu Dike 15 December 2019

A very compassionate beautifully penned tribute. Wonderful and heartfelt rendition. Thanks for sharing.

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Dinesan Madathil 30 June 2013

Hazel, your mother is a pride for you all and in her we have to see the completeness of fine womanhood that has to tell about the universal truth that mother has no substitute. As one who lost his mother long before he was four years old, I missed my mother and your mother reminds me of the world I have ever been missing. A good poem to be revisited.

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Heather Wilkins 21 June 2013

memories last forever. written with nice metaphor. lovely images.

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Ramesh Rai 08 June 2013

oh! rose bloom for me nice frnd. good job.i can feel the fragnance. no need to say more. thnx for sharing

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Vala Z 03 June 2013

With delicacy, colours vibrant with memories that will never cease, Petals falling gracefully in the morning breeze. [3 I love them.. meaningful poem I love the last two lines as well! !

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