The pale warmth of the 20-watt light bulb Barely coming through on a pitch-dark night Shines like a flare in my mind, and I gulp Lucky my feet remember the track right Opossums scurry off the graveled way Tailwind at my back helps me to glide through Perchance, a rooster sends my feet a nay yesterdays perpetuated in review Coming around a bend I see my north Haloed in golden light, to me she waves And so I hasten to reach her trice forth to breathe my home in with double inhales Nostalgia preserved in soul's labyrinth in that 20-watt bulb of home's dim warmth
Today, my dear mamá would have been celebrating her 88th birthday. And so
in her honor, I’m dedicating my sonnet No.7 to her. Happy Birthday, Mom.
And I’m sure Mom wouldn’t mind, so if it pleases you, I dedicate this one to
your mamá too. With sincere blessings for you. xo
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Thanks for reading, dear friends. I wish you miracles.
I’m a simple woman who dares to see the beauty in ordinary. I’d love to connect with you and like pen pals, I want something beautiful to blossom between us. Will you join me? Selma is my middle name. Its meaning—peaceful, complete, are euphoric affirmations I like to think of myself as having. They compliment the joy I feel when I write. I sincerely hope you decide to join me on my writing journey. I Wish You Miracles.
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Such a beautiful way to celebrate your mother! <3
Aww. Angel whispers from you, Annette. Thanks so much. Blessings on your Sunday. xoxo
Wonderful post and birthday as well❤️
Thanks for the honor of reading it and commenting. Encourages me. xoxo
Beautiful. And that you are thinking of all other mothers as well. <3
We all have ☝️ mother. That’s why 😊. And I love thinking of all of them when I talk/think of mine. Thanks for reading, my sweet. I bless you 👏 👏
A fitting tribute 🙂
Thanks, Deb, for the visit and comment. xo
Home is our memories’ best and warmest destination…to our mother’s heart. Lovely sonnet, Selma!
I love it you read and found it worthy of a comment, dear Lynn. And indeed it is. All the best to you. xoxo
Same to you, Selma 🙂
Such a beautiful tribute, and the sonnet form makes it extra special! ❤️
I love it when you get to read my sonnets. You know sonnets so well. Thanks.
Sorry for the late response, dear Ingrid. Stay in the light and just as you are. Happy birthday (again) 😜 I bless you.
Such a wonderful tribute dear Selma and I wish her the Happiest Birthday. 💖💖💖💖
In heaven, right? I’m sure they celebrate there too. But I imagine they count backward, though. I don’t know. I just imagine it’s that way. 😆 thanks for the comment and please overlook the tardy response. I appreciate you. 😘
I am extremely sorry for your lost dearest Selma, and yes in heaven I am pretty sure they would be celebrating and who knows she must’ve met my dad and grandpa there, they could be buddies. 😁 Haha… I am with you on the age thing 😆 It was my pleasure. ❤️🤗
😘 🤗 I bet they’ve met. 💃🏼
That would’ve been really nice. 🤗💖