Goodbye Mum Poems

She waved me off and then blew me a kiss,
As she slowly closed her door,
I remember thinking this was rather strange
For she had never blown...

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Forever runs true,
And never say goodbye once,
Or leads mind astray.
Rather grows each passing day...
Be proud! if found claims to love....

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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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I remember my first cuddle from her
As she held me in her arms as I stirred
And how she was always there
My Mum whom I know...

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18 days after I reconnected with mother 
my world now dark with grief and bother 
so I'll walk the path of my sister and brother
and...

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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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Mighty moon spreads shine on surface,
but cunning clouds cover his face.
Tears, dive down to ground,
and I silently seek the sound.

Comes creepy crow and sings sad...

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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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I will never see you the same way
I will not hug you like I had before
I loved you,but that trust was broken, shattered into a...

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Today we say goodbye to jill
This surely is a bitter pill
A lively lady full of the beans
A cruel world so it seems

A kind hearted lady...

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Perhaps I should have said goodbye
I should have given a minute to wave my hand for the last time
Maybe I should have been there when...

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Her byes on happiness deracinate
feelings of protection evaporate
emotions, woeful
lack of hope, scornful
deep mourn for love to rehabilitate...

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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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I never had a dad
I don’t know what one is
I can only imagine
Of what it really means.

My mum she cared for me
Showed me right from...

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Taught when young, eyes raised skyward, to speak
on my knees, to the ether, Sundays every week.
Thanks for the gift of life and length of days,
lined...

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