I just came across this post I had drafted in WordPress a few months ago but somehow failed to post. The sweet poem was shared to me by a colleague, Michelle Esselen, upon hearing of the loss of my mother-in-law, Kitty, back in October.
Of course, it makes sense that the universe would bring me back to this poem months after Kitty’s death to ask me, does something beautiful remain? Memories appear unbeckoned but oh-so-welcome…of her smile, her regular flow of letters, her love of rabbits and a good book, of the yummy treats she’d make like angel food cake and brownies and chocolate chip cookies, of sitting with her in the kitchen or the den, of her loving on her dog, of the gentle worry she seemed to have about our working too hard and maybe not enjoying life enough, of her tender way of referring to us as ‘kids’…
She is alive in my heart, and for that I am immensely grateful.
Something Beautiful Remains
by Martha Vashti Pearson
by Martha Vashti Pearson
“The tide recedes, but leaves behind
Bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down but gentle warmth
Still lingers on the land.The music stops and yet it lingers on
In sweet refrain.
For every joy that passes
Something beautiful remains.”
Bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down but gentle warmth
Still lingers on the land.The music stops and yet it lingers on
In sweet refrain.
For every joy that passes
Something beautiful remains.”
Thank you Michelle Esselen for sharing this beautiful poem with me.
Other posts dedicated to Kitty:
This Abundantly Delicious Life 
Glad you found it in your draft folder – thanks for sharing this beautiful poem. ❤
Diana xo
Yes, it was a welcome surprise! Glad that you found it beautiful, Diana!
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