Letting go of Mother...

              
My mom, who has been gone 8 years now, was my best friend.

I wanted her to stay until Christmas,

Just 'til the lights were lit and music played

To spread good cheer.

Until the snow fell from the sky and covered the ground,

And the church bells rang for all to hear.

I asked her to stay until Thanksgiving

When leaves of gold and yellow, fall

With Wild abandon of living;

Until gusty winds build a wall

of dried colors slowly fading.

I hoped she would stay until the end of October

Could bring out the ghosts of past,

To share the evening with goblins

Costumed and cast

With no fear of sins

I wished she would be strong 'til end of summer

When blooms of fruit and harvest

Manifest colors so bold,

Promises that life goes on, a wonder

To behold.

She left in mid-summer, silently slipping away

While butterflies played on a sunny day.

Her silver halo of hair crowned her face, as her life faded,

Her cares given up and traded

For a much better place.

I wanted her to stay. 

                                           
Erma Wells, 1920-2007 

                                                            -©Linda Gatewood 2015

Review for Wayward Love, written by Elle A. Rose

Elle A. Rose gives us another endearing story in Wayward Love, about Tia Normandy…..a gifted writer who was tightly involved in the newspaper and publishing industry since her youth. The surprising attachment that she formed for a man who was old enough to be her father, was both as intriguing, as it was ludicrous, in the eyes of her associates. The man she loved – Maxwell Grant, reciprocated, almost as driven as she.

We share her dreams as she goes off to college and returns to fulfill her life’s ambition – to be a skilled writer and successful journalist. Her only reservation was the growing feelings for Max, her deep and abiding love for a man she’d known all her life.

This on-again, off-again relationship seems to have energy of its own, enabling the rekindling of feelings that never really ended. The heights of joy constantly collide with the depths of heartbreak and regret, as Tia struggles to sort out her feelings for Max.  She feels the necessity of secrecy because she fears the brunt of condemnation from her friends and family, not only because he is so much older, but because he is also of a different race.

After years of provocative emotions hidden deep inside, she finally agrees to expose the great love and adoration they feel for one another, but there is a price to pay.

Once again, Elle A. Rose explores the edge of boundaries avoided by others, in her frank and honest approach to writing. The detailed examination of a challenging relationship is explored in this story. A great read for anyone who wants to discover the diversity and many degrees of love, and the emotional depth of commitment. A copy of “Wayward Love” was generously provided by the author for my honest review. Find it at: http://www.amazon.com/Wayward-Love-Elle-Rose-ebook/dp/B00XKDCT80/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1439340943&sr=8-4&keywords=Elle+A.+Rose