Sunday, August 30, 2009

Praying Under White Oleander Skies Comments

Rating: 5.0

Wind blows through the screen
as breakfast cools by her bed
I touch her shoulder
she's lifeless
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Marcia Schechinger
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MAHTAB BANGALEE 08 November 2022

beautiful poem pennded about the pure blood relation; nice to read the poem; congrats for being selected the poem as POD

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Marcia Schechinger 29 November 2022

Thank you so much Mahtab!

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A fascinating poem, expressing the bond of love between a mother and her daughter. A little poignant

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Marcia Schechinger 24 October 2022

Thank you Unnikrishnan! We indeed had a very special bond. I miss her everyday.

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Marcia Schechinger 12 October 2009

I am the caregiver for my Mother and sometimes she gives me quite the scare - poetry is a great way to express your feeling at such a moment. Thanks for reading :)

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Sonya Florentino 12 October 2009

this is beautiful Marcia....thanks for sharing......

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