Ecstatic Evensong Poem by Panagiota Romios

Ecstatic Evensong

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In her car, the woman in melancholy sat.
Rain falling, tears falling, splat!

She thought of those many days before.
With many a handsome suitor at
her door.

She closed her eyes and she
warmly remembered!
Teaching bubbling children in those autumn-hued Septembers.

That cold, icicle-like days in Chicago when she gave birth.
The cries, the screaming, her baby, girl, a world of worth.

Walking back in time, then she recalled the day she got married.
Alas, now her husband, sleeps with sweet angels, buried.

Happily, then she sees herself when she was a runner.
Up and down the great hills of San Francisco many a spring and summer.

In mystical dreams only, can she can she now dance.
She whispers to God quietly for
just please, for one more chance?

Suddenly, out of her trance awakened to stark reality.
Her grandson saying, " Hey, open
the car, Nana, it's only me."

The present brought back to her,
by her generational progeny.
So grateful for a wonderful, fulfilling past and her bright present and future filled with joy and ecstasy.

           January 5,2020

             

Sunday, January 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: grandmother,gratitude,joy
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kingsley Egbukole 06 January 2020

Very interesting poem remembering lovely past experiences and the joy of a grandson...10++.

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Panagiota Romios 06 January 2020

Oh, so happy to know you have a grandson, how old? Mine is 13 and complied a booklet of poems he wrote a few months ago. Best present ever. It's fun to remember good things. Panagiota in CA. Gee,10 with 2 pluses! Awesome. 🇺🇸😍Panagiota-))

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Kostas Lagos 06 January 2020

Delighted to read this poem! Well done Panagiota!

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Panagiota Romios 06 January 2020

Hi Kostas, This really was a delightful poem to pen. Simple and full of feeling. Thank you.

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