May's Dream_Flowers Poem by Maia Padua

(from the pages of my yesterday's dreams....flowers for Mother Mary)
dreams used to visit me whenever i will forget to pray the Holy Rosary)

II

Standing in the grassy, flowery meadow
in front of the green young forest
my feet on the soft young grass
standing tall in the last line
with hundreds of little children ahead of me
holding bundle of flowers in my teenage hands.
waiting for Blessed Virgin Mary to come
on that month of May.

Innocent laughters rippled in the air
fragrance of flowers scattered everywhere
birds sweetly singing their own melody
clear river flowing in its rythmic way

Virgin Mary appears wearing blue and white
walking gracefully, and in divine light
Accepted the flowers in Her very loving way
patiently, i waited for Her to come to me.

Standing in front of me, she looked deeply
i handed my flowers but She just stared at me
ignoring it, She slowly turned and walked away.
I cried and cried, my body's shaking
She didnt accept it, i was wondering.

My sobs woke me up
grasping the rosary in my hands
as clear as the moon in the sky
my rosary glow just in the 2nd mystery
my Guardian Angel whispered to me
' You didnt fnished the five mysteries'
The glow doesn't show in the whole rosary'.

My lips uttered ' i'm sorry Mother Mary, I promised
not to sleep with my unfinished mysteries of the
HOLY ROSARY'