Monday, September 10, 2012

IGWRT's Open Link Monday and Friday Flash 55 "Nostalgia"


Nostalgia

She casts a glance
towards tomorrow,

determined chin
unmarked, untried,
her stance, persistent.

I gaze with yearning
towards yesteryear,

marvel at how
delicately carved
within my womb she was.

This ache of motherhood
I hold dear, reflect

all is as it should be,
her profile, a precious
cameo I cherish,

an accessory
I hold dear.


by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, September 10, 2012

My oldest daughter's first ballet recital (my babysitter did her hair - all I can do is a ponytail :)
This is linked with Imaginary Garden with Real Toads "Open Link Monday".   I will also be linking up  on Thursday at 8pm with "Friday Flash 55".  

19 comments:

Peggy said...

Lovely photos and poems of memories. We are so lucky to be able to hang onto those mom memories. Your daughter is beautiful.

Green Speck said...

Very beautifully written !!!

Susie Clevenger said...

Such beautiful poem and photographs..
"all is as it should be,
her profile, a precious
cameo I cherish,

an accessory
I hold dear." How these photographs must bless you. They are a treasure that grows in value with each passing year.

my heart's love songs said...

you have done your job well as a mother if your daughter is ready to set off on her own.

your daughters are beautiful! i love the photographs you take with the two of them together.

Margaret said...

The two photos are of my oldest daughter. One girl. :)

Brian Miller said...

smiles...this is beautiful margaret...as is she...delicately carved within your womb, love that...a piece of living art surely....

Mary said...

Beautiful poem and photographs. I like that she looks toward to future and you cast a look at yesteryear. And you both MEET in the present.

Andra said...

Reading your poem makes me think of the way my own mother looks at me sometimes. Thank you for this lovely little gem!

Ginnie said...

Oh me, oh me. They all grow up, don't they! You should be so proud!

Grace said...

She has grown up to be a lovely lady ~ How fast time flies, we hold these moments close to us ~

TexWisGirl said...

oh, how sweet.

Kerry O'Connor said...

It is too sweet to see the determined set of the chin, the perfect profile of the babe so perfectly preserved in the young adult. You words cannot fail to touch a mother's heart.

Margaret said...

Grace... time flies SO fast! Truly, a blink. But then, every parent comes to know that.

Kerry - yes, that chin, that nose is perfectly preserved... nice eye!

Thank you, everyone for your wonderful comments.

Mama Zen said...

She's beautiful! I totally relate to this.

Teresa said...

A beautiful poem for a beautiful girl! Every mother can relate to this.

Susan said...

so wonderful together--words, poem, portraits--accessory rather understates it, doesn't it? I think that's your point. Precious.

Helen said...

You brought it all home for me, Margaret ... the dance recitals, the flute performances, gymnastics, first proms .... magic memories. (I did pony tails too - that's about it)

Laurie Kolp said...

Precious!

Second Cloud On The Left Farm said...

Determined and beautiful words!