1929 – 2005
Mom’s passing was exactly
What a daughter would expect
And so much more
Mom always did strive
To comfort those around her
With her sweet ear for listening
And so much more
Gerry didn’t dive
Into conversation or debate
But she responded with her heart
And so much more.
Mom would often drive
Home from Sunday Mass
And tell a family story that matched the gospel message
And so much more.
I wonder if she did contrive
To make her hospice days full — of chances to say goodbye
With messages of pride in each of us,
And so much more love than words can convey.
Beautiful poem, stirs up emotions!
Thanks, Siobhan! You are doing great to have time to comment! I am rooting for you to totally succeed in writing poetry today that is even better than you realized you could write. 🙂
Nancy Ann speaks of the passing of her mum in a hospice. I could feel the love and loss of one losing her mum as this was something I could relate to. I could feel the love of the poetess towards her mum even she had been gone a while it is quite an emotional tribute to her mother.
Thanks for reading my poem with a keen heart. 🙂 She taught me so much that continues to enrich my life.
Emotional yet beautiful. I remember my mom.