five candles

Heather T



The round face that I loved so well
lost in Nod's misty rivers
as I looked long by the railing
so utterly lost
in her

bowed serenely in larkish prayer.
The changeling was unaware-
slipping through time's filmy chaplet
wreathed by fireflies and melody
she fell

into inevitable chrysalis.
Baby's breath flickered
in that last exhale.
Furled smoke emerged

I wept to wet her wings.

  • Author: Heather T (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 31st, 2017 13:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: I pulled this one out of the archives. I was a wreck when my daughter turned five. At the time, she was the baby, her older brother was 9, and I didn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t think we would have another. Overwhelmed, I wrote this within a half hour of her making a birthday wish and blowing out the candles on her cake. Two years later, I was pregnant.
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  • User favorite of this poem: Fay Slimm..
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  • Fay Slimm.

    No need for me to be giving you lessons dear Heather - this spontaneous verse reeks of vision and talent within every line. A pleasure to read your work my dear friend. A Favourte for me is this one.

    • Heather T

      You bless me, Fay. Thank you so much for kind replies. You encourage me!

    • FredPeyer

      'I wept to wet her wings', yes we parents do that, and then we weep again when they take flight. Every moment with a little on is to be cherished. Beautifully written Heather!

      • Heather T

        You are absolutely correct. Now she's in her senior year and we're preparing for college. Time, please be kind. Thank you, my friend!

      • Michael Edwards

        An inspired piece of writing.

        • Heather T

          Thank you for commenting, Michael!

        • P.H.Rose

          Just absolutely beautiful
          Nothing more to say...

          • Heather T

            Aw, I appreciate it much!

          • Goldfinch60

            Such an emotive write, so glad your miracle happened.

            • Heather T

              Thank you very much, Goldfinch!

            • Mellowman

              Heather, unbelievable spontaneity! Gorgeous writing!

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