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| Reviewed by High Country Girl |
9/10/2008 |
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Though Faded in this journey of life she may be now,she remains the brightest and sweetest Rose upon the trellis, never losing a petal.
What a beautiful touching description of your Grandma.. Mine loved Roses also, in fact everything that grew in the flower garden. So precious, are they, and the memories we have.
Thank you for this Joyce, it made me smile in recollection.
Hugs Ch'erie
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| Reviewed by Cryssa C |
9/3/2008 |
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A touching and beautiful write of a life of peace and grace...
Cryssa |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
8/31/2008 |
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A sweet remembrance of a life well lived.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Rodney Bohen |
8/15/2008 |
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Grand piece.
Write youre heart
You'll never go wrong. |
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| Reviewed by Todd-Michael St. Pierre |
8/6/2008 |
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| Wow, makes me miss my grandma's & great aunts so, so much! Very moving! |
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| Reviewed by SOULFUL SHEE G. Pulsing In Passionate Purple PassionS |
8/6/2008 |
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Appreciation/TEST!
What a lovely Tribute to your Grandma, who was so full of ZEST, Life and appreciation Lady "J" - You did it again, tears started falling, I could picture me, aging, and feeling the pain and aches and still walking through my gardens and wanting to see them forever longer! Thank you for sharing this bond with us, for your loving sweet Grandma/R.I.P. Faded rose went with her faded (much loved and appreciated) life! As the memories of her spirit live on, THROUGH YOU! her Loving, caring Grand daughter!
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Lady SHEExoooo
STay Positive! |
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| Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader) |
7/28/2008 |
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| Dear Joyce, you have so many beautiful memories...your poem is so touching. Love Holly |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
7/24/2008 |
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| How beautiful... you have captured her memory and her life completely... this is almost fragrant in its offering, Joyce. What a blessed relationship and friendship you must have shared. They DO say that smell is the sense that is most tied-in with memory... Kate xx |
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Price |
7/22/2008 |
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| Awesome. such a tribute to your grandmother and your love. Excellent. Liz |
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| Reviewed by OnepoetGem * |
7/19/2008 |
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| great verse Joyce, my neighbor cut the whole rose bush down in his back yard, of course the thorn limbs kept grabbing me as I walked through my gate, I'd trim the limbs, he didn't have to cut the whole bush, hugs |
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| Reviewed by Debra Baker |
7/15/2008 |
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Dorthy
A tear came to my eye when my husband read this beautiful write to me. This kind of beauty never slips away...it journeys beyond never to fade... |
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| Reviewed by d. krusky |
7/15/2008 |
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Very touching write my friend. I love how the faded rose and the elderly woman are an analogy in life. They both are born, allow their beauty to be witnessed by others then they fade into the world beyond. Sad, but touching.
Smiles,
Dorothy |
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| Reviewed by William Bonilla |
7/15/2008 |
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a beautiful write Joyce
she will eternally live in your heart & soul
Love & Peace be with you
William |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
7/15/2008 |
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Joyce,
She does live on in spirit as you said, and now she's immortalized through your words, imagery, and memories. Thank you for sharing this! Love and Hugs,
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Randall Barfield |
7/13/2008 |
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| A sketch of love. |
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
7/13/2008 |
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Such a wonderfully written and sincere piece with thoughts of your beloved Grandmother. Beautiful memories of a wonderful lady....
Be always safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
7/13/2008 |
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| Written with such exquisite eloquent imagery!...ET |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
7/13/2008 |
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Joyce,
Beautifully penned lines of rememberance - well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
7/13/2008 |
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| A wonderful tribute to your beloved grandmother, Joyce. I felt the very same about my own grandmother, who taught me so much about nature and gardening, and although she's gone a very long time now, I still think about her all the time. |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
7/13/2008 |
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Beautiful, heartfelt write, Joyce; my grandma loved roses, too. I smell them, still think of her.
It's funny how certain smells bring the memory of loved ones back. For grandma, it was roses. For mom, it was L'Air du Temps perfume. And for daddy: Old Spice. All pleasant smells, smells that make me smile.
Very well penned, Joyce; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D |
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| Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson |
7/13/2008 |
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| A lovely tribute to your Grandma.. You have captured her essense in this soft heartfelt sharing!.........M |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
7/13/2008 |
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When I wrote the short-story "A broken heart in a broken house" it was primarly a tribute to my grandmother, perhaps the only woman that really did loved me.
Thanks for the poem and for bringing all those memories back.
Georg |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
7/12/2008 |
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Pale pink roses connote grace, gentleness, and gratitude. Sounds much like your Grandmother,,, very beautiful !
Blessings and love,
Christine |
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| Reviewed by Bill Broome |
7/12/2008 |
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Your kind and gentle words are a wonderful send off for a loving grandmother. They bring back memories of a lady who taught and guided me through the maze of meeting and working with people. Their like were like angles on earth, and their like will never be known, again. Thank you. - Bill
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| Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green |
7/12/2008 |
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Oh, Joyce. This is beautiful! So touching. You have done a wonderful job of making us see her. The rose, the box, the path, the rocking chair. . .her withered hand around the cup. . . Hard not
to cry. Hugs and basketsful of rose-scented memories, 'Pea' |
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| Reviewed by Morning Star |
7/12/2008 |
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Your words paint a picture of a heavenly rose
And your grandmother beautiful soul
And precious memories of her
That you can keep in your heart for ever!
A beautiful heartfelt write!
Beautiful!!!
Peace Love and Light....Morning Star
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| Reviewed by Tiana ~ |
7/12/2008 |
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| A very moving poem, Joyce ... Wonderfully written ... hugs |
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| Reviewed by Barbara Smith |
7/12/2008 |
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| Joyce, you've capture a painting full of beautiful roses and a grandmother who enjoyed life everyday. This is touching to my heart and I loved the memories you share with us today. Isn't it great to hold those memories tight against our chests and treasure them. A great poem. |
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| Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper |
7/12/2008 |
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| This is a passionate write, Joyce. The wonderful memories we have of those who were close to us are the images that invite poetic thoughts such as your beautiful poem. |
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| Reviewed by Louisa Dobbins |
7/12/2008 |
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| Marvelous; so heartfelt...louisa |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
7/12/2008 |
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| Splendid poem about a loved one said in words that touch one deeply. |
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| Reviewed by Southern Comfort |
7/12/2008 |
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| Oh Sugar! This piece of pure heaven touched me deeply, brought tears to my eyes and gave me goosebumps of emotion! HUGS! SC |
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| Reviewed by Lois Christensen |
7/12/2008 |
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| I knew my grandpa he was in bed with a stroke for 15 years, died when I was 13, but knew neither grandmas. I am glad I am a grandma to my grandchildren now, the only one they have left. I know the spirits of loved ones stay with you and bring memories to you whenever. |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
7/12/2008 |
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Joyce, this brought back a flood of memories of my wonderful grandmother, Such a beautiful tender poem of her passing..I simply love this poem and it brought tears to my eyes.
Much peace, love, and light dear friend,
Amber "V" |
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| Reviewed by Jennifer Butler |
7/12/2008 |
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| My Grandmother was too busy when death imposed upon her plans. |
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| Reviewed by Rose Rideout |
7/12/2008 |
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A beautiful memory indeed of someone very special in your life. I do believe we all know when it is our time, we just don't accept the message. Thank you for sharing your words Joyce.
Newfie Hugs, Rose |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
7/12/2008 |
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A most touching remembrance, Joyce. I never got to meet any of my grand parents. I wonder what that would have been like. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
Regis |
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