Happy Birthday Mother
Midsummer celebration
Through sodden tears
And quiet lamentation
the longest day of the year
miss you, Mother dear.
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nebulous skies
Solstice cuckolded
mourning long life
daylight masked, ever weary
shadows midsummer`s eve
longest day
exhales last slow breath
cicada cries
© Tournesol ’15
Tournesol dans un Jardin 
So sad when the longest day is mingled with tears
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I wrote about a new ritual on my other blog River Flows that will make it less sad but memorable.
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Peace to you…beautiful love must be grieved when cut short.
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It must and I think we always keep our mother close to us all our lives.
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Friend, we are feeling this, too. My husband’s mom passed one day after we moved out of our home of 21 years. Yesterday we watched a movie that had a scene of an elderly lady dying. My big, strong husband melted into a puddle of tears. She passed less than two years ago. Hugs to you across the miles.
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Oh my! Janice your comment touched me so much. A colleague was telling me her grandfather of 76 still weeps on his mother`s birthday. I understand now how my mother and her siblings were still weeping every Christmas even twenty years later.
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Amazing….longest day
exhales last slow breath
cicada cries
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Thanks so much, glad you enjoyed this.
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Your writing about missing your mom always makes me wish I had had that kind of relationship with mine. But now I do, with Amma!
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But my hugs with Amma are like those with my grandmother:)
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beautiful and yet mournfully written piece, so sorry about your mom. Peace be with you.
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Thank you so much for your kind words, Lori, they mean a lot to me.
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