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Death Anniversary
(In Memory of my Mother who journeys beyond earthly shores.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A sad, sad day if I must say: Your simple stay ended today. In sleepy stay, you took to bed Dreaming of days which now have fled. Unlocked the door to see you sleep; No stirring snore, no sigh so deep. I rushed to check if you're okay; No pulse, no speck or stir to stay. A sudden gush of urgent stare; Dial police rush to report fare. So many flings of moment's past, Pictures and things blur yet outlast. A helpless feel plunged heart made sad; Death comes to chill -- breath turned to bad. Your wrinkled face etched four score scents; Plus six years grace ere quest now spent. No words can tell or measure how -- Your tale you tell right here and now. So much anguish beyond sad ways; Poise now languished, purged sacred stay. No more sad pain, no lonely days Or harsh refrains -- no more replays. Your wrinkled face speaks of old age; Struggles you graced in life's harsh stage. The day's over for strife and pain; Life's twin hovers: death speaks most plain. The time has come to take you home; A sacred psalm to rest not roam. Leon Enriquez 24 June 2014 Singapore (Note: This is a short version of a longer piece which I wrote last year on 25 June, a day after my late mother died at her home in her sleep.)
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