Wow. I can see the quilt when it was used to comfort a cancer sufferer, now played on by children - a very hopeful image to be left with. Beautiful, Ollie.
A sad leftover becomes a new beginning for another--a cycle we shouldn't forget. I hold it willingly in the aftermath of your deceptively simple poem. I am sure the departed one would love knowing the quilt was in use.
That is rich and hopeful
ReplyDeleteI am hopeful that it is repurposed...
ReplyDeleteand now perhaps can symbolize life...
Wow. I can see the quilt when it was used to comfort a cancer sufferer, now played on by children - a very hopeful image to be left with. Beautiful, Ollie.
ReplyDeleteA sad leftover becomes a new beginning for another--a cycle we shouldn't forget. I hold it willingly in the aftermath of your deceptively simple poem. I am sure the departed one would love knowing the quilt was in use.
ReplyDeleteI love this movement and fluidity...life goes on and if not forget we can adapt...
ReplyDeleteMay cancer be completely gone.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting.
To survive we must adapt and try any measure.
ReplyDeleteI found this rather disturbing !
ReplyDeleteLife goes on but we remember those we love... this is a bittersweet poem
ReplyDeleteA hopeful poem, being able to use it for a new purpose.
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