

Five years ago today
It was raining
And my mother died
In the other room.
My house
where I had been caring for her
witnessed the exit of her spirit.
My step dad said
her every rose
bloomed that day.
Her last words
I heard were,
“OK!
I’ll be there in a minute,”
And my name.
I still need you, Mom.
And from now on
I will kiss every rose.

Shawn Rain Chapman
Shawn Chapman is the mother of two young adult daughters, enthusiastic grandmother of three small children, a Discalced Secular Carmelite and writer. She is the Catholic Columnist for Bryan-College Station Eagle Newspaper and a Care Giver and author of the book Come to Mary's House, spending time with Our Blessed Mother from Our Sunday Visitor, available anywhere books are sold. She likes hanging out with friends, reading, and cooking awesome vegan food.
October 12, 2017 at 4:37 pm
This was very beautiful in its pain and simplicity. Please keep writing 🙂
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October 12, 2017 at 4:47 pm
Thank you! I will. I can’t help it anyway. 😛
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