All winter I longed for signs of spring
now the April of dreams is passing with haste,
leaving this world like my sister who’s late.
it would be easy to dread this month of loss
instead I’ll make memories with those I love.
I’ll eat birthday cake in a garden of sunshine
laugh, eat chocolate, drink fizz with friends.
and lie in the bluebells watching the heavens
through a canopy of oak in an iron age fort.
I’ll breathe the fragrance of blossom,
then I’ll honour and give thanks
for each flower that’s spent.
Lucid Gypsy 
Magical and moving, Gilly. Let’s celebrate life. There is so much joy to be had even in crushed petals. 🙂 🙂 Hugs, darlin!
Lovely words, Gilly…very moving. And as Jo says, let’s celebrate life. Have some hugs from me, as well!
I’m reading your poem with tears in my eyes, watching the sky and thinking of you.
Beautiful flowers express much of precious life and memories. Hugs, Gilly.
wonderful, beautiful and moving
Lazy responder’s Friday! I wasn’t really lazy: this lovely reflection of your feelings about a world without your sister required more than a hurried comment. Your poem manages to be beautifully elegiac and joyful at the same time. I love the image of you among the bluebells – it suggests so many things about what life has to offer, and puts the here and now in the context of the distant past and the cosmos. The last three lines are a very moving tribute. I send you hugs direct: be joyful with Jo, and make sure she hands over the ones I entrusted to her for you!
A beautiful and moving tribute to your dear sister, Gilly. ❤️
Oh Gilly this is just lovely .. glorious image and such moving words. hugs
Beautiful words . . .sending you lots of hugs, and hoping that each and every day becomes a little bit easier than the one that has passed x
That’s beautiful, and very moving Gilly 🙂
A beautiful poem filled with inspiration. Yes, making memories with our loved ones is far greater than anything. To life my dear friend, to life …
Blessings to you … May your Mothers Day be filled with more love than your heart can hold.
Namaste,
Issy 🙏🏻
Such a heartfelt write since your sister’s passing and beautifully rendered. She is with you and in your heart and loving every moment you take another photo, write another poem. Loved the write. Perhaps you will write more to go with your photos? Just a thought. Hope you are doing well.
Soft and delicate and so nicely captured, Gilly!
Such a beautiful poem, Gilly. Sending love to you. xx