she is gone and like
the spider web’s
silken thread
becoming unraveled
by a brief gust
of wind you insert
needle with thread
continuing to
weave life into
patterns of loving
understanding and
forgiveness of
why you could not
be there
when she left
to say good-bye
© June 2012
Renee Espriu
reneejustturtleflight.com 
A beautifully sad poem with amazing imagery
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Thank you! I am trying to find some free online software that may be a bit better to use than the Microsoft paint as I have Rheumatoid arthritis and find it a challenge. I do paint and draw but online is new and happy to discover it through Trisha.
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Awww…this is so lovely Renee and yet, so sad too. Your prose is deep and perfectly compliments your artwork.
RYN: I’m glad you feel a little bit better than you have. Rheumatoid arthritis is so painful too.
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Today I worked in the yard so posted something that more pain today brings me to. It has to be done but have begged off mowing the lawn and weed eating. I have my granddaughter’s young man doing that for me so a little less to do. Thank you. This piece is something I have had to come to terms with as I didn’t get to say good-bye to my mother when she died. Sometimes it isn’t always possible to be there.
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amazing picture renee, the poem was very sad. some regrets never go.
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Loved your creative image you made Renee to go with your poem.. Sometimes we can not be there to say goodbye… And I know of many who sit by their loved ones as they are ill, for them only to leave the room when they pass.. I have found this so often..
I think that sometimes Renee, those who are ready to pass know that its harder to leave when a loved one is near by. Maybe this is why you were not able to be present and say your goodbyes… But I know also that bond of love is a cord that is never broken Renee, and you only have to reach out with your thoughts and send out your love and it I know is heard..
loved your poem so very touching… sending you a hug xx
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As I read it, I thought it was about missing an opportunity to say goodbye to someone who was dying…so sorry, Renee. A sweet and tender write. I agree with Sue. Hugs… xoxo
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