The Wind Cried Mary
The wind,
called her name
and she
was then gone ..
But a star
was born instead
and while
no one knows for
certain ..
Just how many
stars burn
bright each and
every
single night ..
Mark these words
of mine my
friend, for another
one shall
surely shine this
very night ..
And I shall whisper
soft her
sacred name again
that of Mary,
my own birth mother ..
Mary, survived for 7 long years after the love of her life, my father passed, but sadly, could not wait to be with him any longer than that ..







This is so raw and open. I guess she wanted you to go on. Keep the memory in your mind but not a gravestone to visit.
Thank you kindly Fia .. Neville 😎🌻👍
This shines. Well done brother.
Bless you brother T .. N 😎👍
Powerfully penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend. I seen this happen with my grandparents on my mom’s side. My Nan passed first, and Pop went on for a few years without her. But he wanted to be with her, he was lost without her. I can relate. Thanks for sharing this write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Many thanks indeed Damian 😎👍
You have my tears… that final line was sudden and caught my heart completely. Thank You for sharing this with us Open and Raw (good title for a poem 🙂 ). This gem and masterpiece is not less than the previous one, each line is very special, cary the genuine of your emotions. I can’t really express how beautiful and special it is…Thank You again for sharing it with us🌸 please be well soon 🙏🏻💕
I really can not thank You enough dearest Light💕 I so hope You know that .. 💛⭐🌻
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