Times passes

It’s just six weeks since you passed away,
We couldn’t get there, such a sad day.
Four weeks ago we laid you to rest,
A lump in my throat, an ache in my chest.
That February morning I kissed you goodbye,
Laid four roses red, two either side.
I sang for you, my voice strong and clear,
I cried for you, and wished you were here.
I write you a letter, so much news to share,
Then lay down my pen, as you’re no longer there.
I hope to see you one night in my dreams
As I smile and recall such fond memories.
I sense your presence, and yet you still hide
Just out of reach, on the Other Side.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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10 Responses to Times passes

  1. joyroses13 says:

    Tenderly written! ((HUGS)) to you!

  2. scifihammy says:

    Aw this is lovely. I am sure you Will see you Mum in your dreams at some point and feel so much peace from the encounter.

  3. Beautiful expression of sentiment and sadness

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