| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 11/23/07 at 02:14 PM How beautiful!!! I still feel Maureen's presence when I'm roaming the pps halls too. reading the comments she left goes accompanied with a certain sadness, yet also with a wonderful satisfying feeling. I'm glad you wrote this Maria. |
| Posted by Don Matley on 11/23/07 at 04:28 PM Loved the flow..thye boquet of Mediterranean stars and the "gift you" verb
Your poem is magical and soothing and peaceful.....
I can see Reen's eyes light up like stars when she reads this.......
Thank you on behalf of Maureen, who was not available today....I think she is out surfing the stars.
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| Posted by Don Matley on 11/23/07 at 04:32 PM "thye boquet" should of course be "the bouquet"...I must have been with the stars as well! |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/23/07 at 04:41 PM Lovely and memorable, as Maureen is. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/23/07 at 08:26 PM Bella poema from one beautiful one to another. :o) |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 11/23/07 at 09:45 PM Ah! Another jewel for that sparkling soul we still miss so much. She DID insinuate herself into my psyche. It is such a consolation to read someone of your reach into the universe grasping a piece of her to display so artfully here for all of us to savor. Thank you. You are ANOTHER dear heart in our midst. |
| Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 11/26/07 at 03:07 PM this is the kind of thing i'd kill to write for my mother...extremely pretty, a dedication most would kill for. touching and soft with pretty imagery and playful thoughts (bejewelled toes). intergalactical appreciation...this poem is so warm. ---sk |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/29/07 at 02:22 AM A lovely remembrance of a gracious lady. You express it with great originality! |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 11/30/07 at 09:44 AM Bella parole Maria. La ringrazio tanto molto!
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