Treasure Island

Hazel Durham


The Roses Bloomed For You


We always spread pure butter on our toast in the morning,
Strong tea, with a large dash of hope and love entwined,
We were like a surprise parcel, so carefully bind,
Secrets, dreams, past internal scars all to find,
We chatted like best friends with hardships endured,
When people were unkind.
I learnt from your wisdom, goodness,
And your dancing agile mind,
Floating on a line of clouds,
You made every day so fine,
You had experienced many tribulations,
But your loving nature, always swept away any negativity,
Replacing it with elation,
Giving us all lots of attention,
Your care was a gift to win.
When we would open the back door,
The enchanting lure,
Of the perfumed scent of beautiful roses, wafting in from the garden,
The roses bloomed for you,
With delicacy, colours vibrant with memories that will never cease,
Petals falling gracefully in the morning breeze.

Submitted: Saturday, May 04, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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A tribute to my loving mother, the backbone of our home, giving so much of her love, care, kindness and support!

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  • Dinesh Nair (6/30/2013 12:21:00 AM)

    Hazel, your mother is a pride for you all and in her we have to see the completeness of fine womanhood that has to tell about the universal truth that mother has no substitute.
    As one who lost his mother long before he was four years old, I missed my mother and your mother reminds me of the world I have ever been missing. A good poem to be revisited. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai (6/8/2013 6:02:00 AM)

    oh! rose bloom for me nice frnd. good job.i can feel the fragnance. no need to say more. thnx for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Wala' Qamhieh (6/3/2013 1:33:00 PM)

    With delicacy, colours vibrant with memories that will never cease,
    Petals falling gracefully in the morning breeze. [3
    I love them.. meaningful poem
    I love the last two lines as well! ! (Report) Reply

  • Captain Cur (5/10/2013 11:59:00 AM)

    Beautifully written with strong detailed memories.
    I enjoyed your tribute poem to your mother very much. (Report) Reply

  • Yasmeen Khan (5/10/2013 5:55:00 AM)

    Mother is fragrance and love embodied in human form. Physically she may be away to other world but fragrance of her memories are always there in our hearts...a lovely tribute to mother's love' (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (5/10/2013 5:44:00 AM)

    ......memories that will never cease indeed! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! mother is the nucleus of the house, the binding force! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
    i endorse for the reason of the blooming of the roses! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (5/9/2013 8:23:00 AM)

    A lovely and kind tribute Hazel. Keep the memories alive by keeping her in your poetry. (Report) Reply

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