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    What I Remember

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    They say that poetry comes from a place only the mind can go, a place where the spirit of the person meets the reality of life. This particular written word comes from a friend, whom at the time, had just lost his mother. He did not know how to convey his thoughts, as they were at the time, so he grabbed a parchment and ink; this is what he wrote.

    You are my mum, but my best friend too,
    faithful and loving, caring that’s true.
    No complaints were ever too much,
    to quell the love we shared and touched.

    The emptiness you leave behind is cold and bare,
    but the memories, both good and bad, they are there.
    Fond and gentle was your touch,
    never a trouble was ever too much.

    You lived your life full to the brim,
    yet the twilight years were a little dim.
    But still you smiled and made me laugh,
    with silly things that we agreed were daft.

    We had our ups we had our downs,
    sometimes smiles and sometimes frowns.
    But deep down inside we knew there was love,
    sharing everything, just like two Turtle Doves.

    We can’t take back the sad times we had,
    but we pushed on through and made right the bad.
    For our bond was strong and very true,
    but we never really said ‘I love you’.

    Those three little words finally came,
    setting aside faults and blame.
    We smiled and hugged and cemented our love,
    forever together both here and above.

    The silence is deafening where once you roared,
    now it’s time to fly mum, go ahead and soar.
    You’re free from pain and all the strife,
    that you suffered gladly to give me my life.

    Rest in Peace my loving soul mate, my dearest friend,
    I will think of you every day until my days end.
    You were the light in my life, the means to go on,
    I am so very proud to have been your son.

    You are missed so deeply and I feel such loss,
    counting the moments, counting the cost.
    Of years that began and ended in December,
    your love for me is what I remember.

    For my dear mum who meant everything to me.

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