The phone call came one week ago.
Mother had gone.
We all would show
her our love
our devotion
our love for each other.
We will miss you, our beloved Mother.
The arrangements were lovely.
Most of the family came.
We were all on our best behaviours
We loved in your name.
Your dearest sister, the last of the clan
Reached out to all of us
As part of the plan.
You loved us.
You nurtured us.
Now, my dear Mother
It is one week later
Since you’ve gone home.
Know this, dear One
You have a home in my heart
Also in the hearts of all
Those your loving, beautiful hands touched.
We loved how you loved us
Oh, so very much.
You gave us a choice.
Now we are all listening to the Master’s Voice.
“She is safe in my keeping
Now, no need for weeping.
Heaven is more wonderful
With your Mother here
She has got it all organized now
Love has no slots
And yes, a brief message
She loved you with an everlasting love
She loved a lot.”
The Master’s words
Comfort me;
Still the grief,
So in this moment
I can just let it be.
One week later.
Thanks for the wonderful life
you have given
Thanks for showing me life
Is for living.
Thanks for giving me a great life.
Thanks for being the most wonderful,
Daughter, sister, Mother, wife.
It was not all ways nor always easy
For you on this earth
But your smile, your laughter, your love…..
Are remembered
Always, and especially now
One week later.
