If as an epitaph to me
you write,
"she was good at parties
talked left and right
at dinner
smiled at bores
and made her hostess laugh"
I'll surely read the words ~
Or if you say,
"she could be outspoken
but she didn't lie
didn't vacillate to please the crowd
people knew just where she stood
but there was room to pass around."
I'll hear the words ~
But if you show
you think of me
by saying nothing to a crowded room
but miss me
when the lilacs bloom
when the first snowflakes fall
I'll know you loved me
best of all ~
smiles...being able to relate...talk left and right...that is a good thing...also not lying....i like how you show in that last stanza how to love you best of all...
ReplyDeleteThank you, Brain.
DeleteAlways so nice to have you visit.
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Margie your words are always so amazing! The way you put them together, is so beautiful! I am so happy she didn't lie! Big Hugs ;o)
ReplyDeleteStacy, thank you, dear.
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Hi Margie, just beautiful, I have missed your writings. I am now back in blog land. hugs.
ReplyDeleteHi Cindy, so nice you are back and thank you.
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ReplyDeleteMargie, it's me again. I made a few mistakes in my comment and decided to rewrite it.
ReplyDeleteThere is so much wisdom in this poem! What is true and what is so superficial. In the last verses of your beautiful poem you are talking about true love and true memories. They are silent, and they are within us. We don't share them with crowed room. That is so BEAUTIFUL!!!!
Margie, my dear Margie, you wrote such a beautiful poem!!!
Warm hugs from Kaya.
Kaya, so appreciate the lovely comment.
DeleteMany thanks and I send warm hugs to you.
Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Bonnie
DeleteThat was beautifully written, Margie, my dear friend, for it's enough to flood tears to my eyes.
ReplyDeleteLon, many thanks.
DeleteBut I did not mean to have you tear up.
Oh well, tears are good for the soul.
Hi Margie! That was so beautiful, and I didn't expect the ending part at all. A beautiful surprise.
ReplyDeleteGod shows his beauty in the splashy fields and on the ivied walls. No matter where we are, or where we go, we all shine to him. And you sure did shine today :)
Happy Sunday,
Ceil
Ceil, your kind words are much appreciated.
DeleteThanks very much.
Wonderful poem! And that last part is what would appeal to me, too...
ReplyDeleteHi Martha,
Deletethanks so much.
Best of all indeed. A lovely thought, Margie, composed in a very big world. My compliments.
ReplyDeleteGeo, thank you.
DeleteI appreciate that!
Angel, it's difficult to leave an accurate comment to this emotional and beautiful intelligence you have, instead I'll just be grateful that you exist x
ReplyDeleteLorraine, you are so sweet and kind.
DeleteThanks m'dear .
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This sent a shiver up my spine, Margie. We are "known" in so many ways, but those who care the most see beyond the obvious.
ReplyDeleteBarb, it's sol very true that those who care the most see beyond the obvious.
DeleteThanks for the visit and nice comment.
Aww....this is SO beautiful Margie. I'm choked. I feel like giving you a BIG hug now :-)
ReplyDeleteAsh, if you have me a hug it would be kindly returned.
DeleteThanks so much for the kind words.
Margie,
ReplyDeleteI too am choked after reading these hugely emotional words. My goodness you do have a powerful pen!!! Love, the love that abounds Margie and I sincerely hope you will not be requiring an Epitaph any time soon.
Have a great week,
Eileen:)
Thanks for visiting me:)
Hello Eileen,
DeleteMany thanks for the visit and kind words.
I too hope I do not have an epitaph for a long time.
Wishing you a great week, too.
Hello Margie,
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem and very touching.
I love the last part of this poem! Sometimes not saying anything at all expresses more feelings than saying things aloud.
Hi Lydia, thank you so much.
DeleteI liked your recipe today and plan on making it soon.
Sometimes we say it best by saying nothing at all. Epitaphs...I've written way too many lately. But that's only a representation - we carry them, always, in our hearts.
ReplyDeleteKim, I am sorry you have written way too many epitaphs as of late.
DeleteAnd it's true that we always carry then in our hearts.
Thanks for visiting.
How beautiful...simply moving and lovely, Margie.
ReplyDeleteI am just visiting a few blogs today because I was working on my blog a bit :) See you after Halloween!!!
Warm Hugs,
Jan
Jan , so nice to have you visit.
DeleteHave missed you on your blog.
Many thanks for the kind words.
Warm hugs back.
ah, i miss writing poetry. you do so good it's inspiring! thanks for sharing. newest follower, hi!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Tammy.
DeleteNice to have you visit and follow.
Following you, too :)
Another wonderful poem! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ladyfi.
DeleteI appreciate that.
Are you trying to make me cry, it's so so beautiful, the ending is the best, you, angel, deserve the very best xx now I have to go dry my tears
ReplyDeleteLorraine,
DeleteAnother comment, I don't very often get two on one post.
You are a dear.
And no more tears. xx
Oh Margie...I found this so incredibly moving...it really touched my heart.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Lorraine, the ending is best of all.
Yes, definitely a tear-jerker - but oh so beautiful. xxx
Ygraine, thanks so much for the kind words.
DeleteAnd the ending is my favorite part too.
Love does not 'put on airs' and shows its most sincerity by "saying nothing but just remembering the love and cherishing it.
That is how I would like to be remembered.
xx
amen to that!
ReplyDeleteThank you, polona.
DeleteSo heartfelt.. "If you could say"...well, you said it..left and right!! Now my favorite of your lovely work...
ReplyDeleteLyn, how kind.
DeleteMany thanks to you.
Wonderful as ever, Margie, hope you are publishing these.
ReplyDeleteCarole Anne, I appreciate your kind words.
DeleteThank you. x
Ever so wonderful, loved it from the start, but the final stanza gave me chills.
ReplyDeleteLisa, many thanks on the visit and comment.
DeleteIt means a lot to me.
Echoes of your heart be they heard... Thank You for such telling sentiments.
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you, Rose Marie.
DeleteSo lovely to have you visit.
I don’t know much about you, but from your writings I feel, you are a caring person…
ReplyDeletePerhaps what matters is not an epitaph, but I tell you that now,
You are so caring a person
Thank you, deeps.
ReplyDeleteSuch kind words.
Olá,
ReplyDeleteO que escreve revelador do seu belo sentimento.
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Gracias, ag
DeleteOh, this reminds me so much of today's funerals, where attendees stand up front to say all sorts of "nice" things about the deseased. I hope my funeral/memorial service is brief and that those who loved me will simply feel my presence when "the lilacs bloom." :)
ReplyDeleteExcellent! What was your inspiration?
Anita, that is what I wish for too.
DeleteI remember my uncle's funeral in which I wrote a poem and read it at his graveside.
It was a very simple poem showing how much he meant to me.
He used to always have ice cream for me when I visited him when I was a child and that was part of my poem.
When I think of him today I remember sitting in his kitchen and eating the ice cream with him and I smile at that beautiful memory.
I think my uncle was my inspiration for this poem as he was one of the kindest people I have ever known and I miss him very much and his memory is a blessing.
Thanks for the visit and nice comment.
AGREE! It is not what one will say, or not say, at my funeral which I will hear that means so much truth to me, as what one might DO to show they really loved. Awesome perspective of life-after-death--written in words...human.
ReplyDeleteThis writing was/IS an inspired piece. Thank you for listening to your spirit, Margie!
I am copying this . Maybe Anna will ask a friend to read this, and quell any people who wish to hear themselves expound with sometimes-unmeaningful flowery words. (Anna is 13 years younger than me, so I'm reciting the probability--grin!)
Steve, thanks so much. You are such a kind man.
DeleteHow sweet that you are copying this for your Anna and I wish you and her many more years of happiness.
I love that name Anna, it was my grandmother's name,
Margie--I am loving the background scene of mountains above the fog. Always when I wake up to that kind of scene, I'm wondering what is under the fog, what house or village, what people are moving around down there?
ReplyDeleteJust had to say how much I like that picture.
PEACE and LIGHT. Margie!
Steve, how nice of you to mention my background scene.
DeleteThank you!
I kind of like it too and am keeping it ....LOL
So many are always changing the look of their blogs but I could never find one I would like any more.
It makes me feel a sense of peace with the mountains and the fog.
Peace and light to you, kind sir.
Thank you, Sandy
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