Easter Plants
At
times, I
went with Dad
after late service
on Easter Sunday
when he delivered plants
to either home-bound church folk
or church folk who’d lost a loved one
during the previous year.
When
it was
Easter of
2002,
Mum and I were on
the list to get a plant.
Dad had died in December.
Suzanne Clement is a writer from Dover, New Hampshire.
A sadness sweeps over me when I read your words... as I think of lost loved ones.
ReplyDeletevery moving...
ReplyDeleteOh, Suzanne, your words are moving and beautiful, a dad who was so giving to others and did for others. You must have tons of other beautiful memories about which to write. Would love to read more.......... Sheri
ReplyDeleteA poignant poem remembering a cherished Dad...
ReplyDeleteMaureen
This is both lovely and sad at the same time. Your father was kind and thoughtful; warm memories to keep close to the heart. All the best. // paul
ReplyDeleteSo sorry for your loss, but so happy you have such a fond memory of your special Easter-times with him.
ReplyDeleteHi Suzanne, Your poem is bittersweet, but a lovely piece & a wonderful tribute to dad! Thanks for sharing your little story. ~Chris
ReplyDeletethis is a wonderful story of love and the goodness of your family
ReplyDeleteA very touching poem, Suzanne. Thank you for sharing it and continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)
Dear Suzanne,
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on all the lovely comments on your heartfelt poem that tugged at my heart! Your poem is wonderful an example of reaching out to others. Accept my sympathy. Thank you so much for your ongoing support. It is a joy to publish your words.
Blessings,
Karen
To Everyone that was so kind to take time to comment on Suzanne's poem. I will send your comments to her. Thank you so much.