Inspiration comes from all around us. On several ocassions, I have been inspired by one or more of the blogs that I follow. The following poem was inspired by a title on a post by Lotta Wanner. If you are not already following her, stop by and see what she is up to! http://lottawanner.com
“There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we spent with a favorite book.” – Marcel Proust
the image stolen –
poem of a friend
but i’ve cuddled
oblivion more times
than I could count
plucked from their bath
dampness of freshly
leaves its mark
upon chest and soul
in jammys we snuggle
sofa rather crowded
to one end
the scent of them
lingers in perpetuity
like the softness of
freshly bathed arms and legs
stories and poems
voices I didn’t know
telling tales of the ages
so many years passed
no longer interested
in childish stories
oblivion safely tucked
in the corners of my mind
who knew you
13 thoughts on “cuddling oblivion”
So very beautiful words and images, friend. Tears in my eyes and a smile in my heart. We keep our memories, forever grateful for those moments we have experienced with all our senses. What a great gift life is. Sometimes the longing for those moments grab us heart breakingly, but we have done our best to give the little ones those memories too. Passing on our love for them to carry on. Now I send my love to you.
Thank you for your generosity and for the initial inspiration. Yes, those are truly precious memories. xx
Be well my friend ❤️
Beautiful, Lea and I could see why you would be inspired by Lotta, such a gorgeous talented soul, like you.
She is a treasure as are you Kath!
Beautiful Lea, and it sits here perfectly on your blog,
I relate so much to all of it and you bring the sweetest memories back to life for me. Just lovely. xxx
Christine there is nothing like those cuddles is there? NO! Thank you. xxx
oh i loved to cuddle on the sofa with my kids – freshly bathed – and reading a book to them… sigh.. you brought back the scents and the warmth of such precious moments..
Precious memories! Thank you Claudia
Thank God for our human ability to recapture the moments of pure grace!
Lovely poem evoking treasures of the heart. Thanks.