Storing Golden Threads Poem by Heather Burns
Storing Golden Threads
This morning I arose
suitcase packed
ready for the journey
leaving within the hour
Laura lee and friends
are waiting for me
The atmosphere there
is quite and serene
it is springtime the
meadows are ablaze with
color
Beautiful flowers awaken
from their winters nap
Laura lee is at the
spinning wheel spinning
threads of gold for my
welcome home
Levi is storing threads
for safe keeping until
the proper time arrives
when I will return home.
AUTHORS NOTE:
dedicated to my parents
Levi/Laura Burns
A beautiful dedication to your parents..... A dedication to all parents who eagerly look forward to the homecoming of their dear children! Enjoyed!
Beautiful dedication. Everyone awaits for the proper time.
For old parents it's a matter of great joy that their daughter is coming back home and the daughter's dedication in a sweet poem is another joy.
The place from which we come, is the place to where we go; the place above all time, where all love is gathered together.
Beautiful dedication to your loving parents, woven with a beautiful Golden Threads of love, which no one can break. So is the love for the parents. Loved reading it.
A touching, tranquil tapestry that takes a common cotton garment and make something compelling and creative. Well done my friend!
Lovely poem on your parents love golden threads beautiful words for their memories stored...regards
The poem has an off on flow. Which, I find intriguing. Bien!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 6:44:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The mystery in this baffles me. Could this be a somewhat allegorical telling of a final trip to parents who have already crossed over? A fascinating write.