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[bodytext] => Mum's Gone The worst of days, the worst of times As you lay your Mother to rest The pain of loss, stabs of regret Pondering 'Did you really do your best' Fuming boiling anger, bottled up inside She said she would always be here - She lied Memories fogged by time, appear reborn anew Vivid thoughts, catch emotions true The feel of her breath as she whispered and passed a hanky for your nose The hug and smile of pride, as to some challenge you rose Warm pyjamas as you sprang from the bath Suddenly a yearning, just to hear her laugh The times she gave you earache, the times she gave you none Sandy sandwiches on the beach, laying in the sun She wiped your bum and mopped your brow All the things you do daily that she showed you how That tiny little hand, that made you feel so safe But now you are abandoned, an orphaned little waif Of corse its to be expected, death comes, it's true Somehow we all manage to think, 'It'll never happen to you' Although the cord was cut, the cord was cut at birth The connection was always constant, while her soul was on this earth No longer connected - mournful and sad But so very thankful for the Mother you had. In memory of Maggie Here's tae us, Wha's like us, Damn few, an' thier aw deed (old scottish toast) [comments] => 4 [counter] => 264 [topic] => 55 [informant] => Shmokin [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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