The day my mother died.

Poem No. 8

 

I loved my mother with all my heart

When my father died, she lived with me.

She was happy, sang songs and said her prayers

But she did not like the cold winters.

My sister came and promised her

Eternal sunshine in India

But she was never happy with her

She had a stroke and I could not move her

Back with me though I wanted to.

 

One day in the month of November

I had a shock and woke up with a start

A lorry had run into my front wall

And caused an almighty crash

When I looked for him he drove away

So fast and it was two o’clock

 

Then I heard my phone ring

It was only four o clock

My sister said, “Your mother died.

She died peacefully in her  sleep

And it was two o’ clock.

 

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