Funeral Mum Poems

Sunset 

We held hands for a while
There were no goodbyes 
But I linger on thoughts
Of your twinkling eyes 

Many a sky 
And many a vista
Have...

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Final Lullaby
by Michael R. Burch

for my mother, Christine Ena Burch

Sleep peacefully—for now your suffering’s over.

Sleep peacefully—immune to all distress,
like pebbles unaware of raging waves.

Sleep peacefully—like...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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It was the longest goodbye
But it came too soon 
Nothing could prepare us
For the silence in the room

We wanted you for longer
You held on for...

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Sometimes you made me laugh,
Sometimes you made me cry.
Sometimes I made you laugh,
Sometimes I made you cry.

Sometimes you made me angry,
Sometimes you made me happy.
Sometimes...

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She sits in her worn reclining arm chair
her chair that doubles as a bed
face full of pain, her heart full of despair
recalling the past, thoughts...

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Mum, sorry I was not able to make it for your funeral in time.
We are continents apart and circumstances could not permit me to bid...

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At my mother's funeral
'Abide With Me' was played,
It did not sum up who she was yet
A memory was made.
An older memory I have
I was three...

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Thelma Leeson.......
is in a nursing home, dementia will take her,
 and I will recite this at her funeral.

Thelma Jane was a Leeson and she was...

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I haven’t wrote to you since you went to war.
In fact much longer before you started that tour.
So I’ve taken pen, whilst you took sword.
But...

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Second Home by Rob Barratt

An escape from the rat race. 
Life lived at a slower pace
An idyllic setting they won’t be letting
The cottage slumbers ,...

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MUM ...

WHERE DO I START? I DON'T THINK THERE IS WORDS , TO EXPLAIN HOW I AM 


FEELING ABOUT THE LOSS OF YOU... BUT I...

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MUM ...

WHERE DO I START? I DON'T THINK THERE IS WORDS , TO EXPLAIN HOW I AM 


FEELING ABOUT THE LOSS OF YOU... BUT I...

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My curvy bouncy young mum bump
Of  unjoy pump by punk guy jump 
You wormy crony cuckoo cyborg of my numb womb grow
My ovum mock...

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For Jennifer ( can't believe it's a year already)

Elegance and beauty, a caring heart and zest for life,
a loving mum and nanna, and of course,...

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