Tuesday 19th May 2009

5 days later They finally got you here A few yards away, a nursery Opens to find your grandchild smiling at the door I walk away with kisses from her And glance at the building ahead Knowing in a few short hours I will see you Mum once more Not knowing what I will see A delicate arm on my shoulder from dad Seeps into me with questioning A worry, a concern this will affect my life From here on in What I find in this very room My Mummy, cold and gone My dad's precious girlfriend and wife You have your own private room A man hands us white tissues Saying in a funeral parlour This is the only thing that is free It almost seems too harrowing To realise we are paying To be able to enter a room So I can see my Mummy Dad said you looked like a princess As he then noticed your coffin lid In light brown wood Emblazoned with your name He could only kiss you once And tell you he would love you forever To kiss you anymore Would have been too much pain I couldn't touch you at first I was frightened You looked like you had died in the hospital Now you looked like you could wake just the same Your eyes seemed so eager I swear if you could of opened them You would of said 'Boo' And this was all just a game I held your hand And realised how much your nails had grown You always wanted them to be long And I smiled knowing this was true The more I held your hand The more you grew warm You weren't so cold This was me giving my life to you I kissed your forehead And touched your hair Your skin so beautiful So soft, not a blemish to see But as always In death as in life You were always the most beautiful woman In the world to me For My Mum.... ***