Family Death Poem

Sometimes Death Can Be A Release

I was with someone, who was almost like family to me, when she died peacefully. A release from cancer and a touch of dementia. She had already lost her husband, son and daughter, so I liked to feel that she would be able to join them once more. Just after she died, I saw an owl pass by; it felt like her spirit passing.

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Flying Free

Ann D. Stevenson © more by Ann D. Stevenson

Published by Family Friend Poems June 2021 with permission of the Author.

A whispered breath
and then your soul
flew, silent and swift,
like a passing owl.

Away from pain
and muddled brain,
now free to join
lost loved ones again.

The memories stay,
your love, your smile,
part of our lives
for a long, long while.



Ann D. Stevenson only began writing after she retired, when she joined a Writing for Well-Being course. It was during a difficult time, as her husband had recently been diagnosed with terminal cancer. She found writing very therapeutic, more especially poetry. It was a real boost to her morale when Family Friend Poems began publishing her...

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