

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 twice widowed mother of two young adult daughters, enthusiastic grandmother of two small children and a toddler, a Discalced Secular Carmelite and writer. (Catholic Columnist for Bryan-College Station Eagle Newspaper, blogger ATX Catholic, and occasionally, OK twice, Aleteia.) She is working on a book for Our Sunday Visitor
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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