Loss Poem

This lady was my mother growing up. I loved her more than anyone on this earth. I miss her so much.

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Loved this poem. It's the ones that have the most emotion that are the best. When presented this way, death can almost seem like a beautiful transformation, not a depressing time in life....

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My Mother's Mother

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Published: January 2009

I sat there and watched her, helplessly fighting for every breath.
The doctor said she would die today, so all of the family left.
My grandfather cried and said I cannot leave your side.
Although I do not want to see you go, I have to stay to say goodbye.
My love for you has grown into a treasure you can not buy.
All of the years I have watched you live, now today I watch you die.
Please don't leave me, baby. I don't want to be alone.
I am scared. I have to see you; you make our house a home.
He sat there and watched her as she took her final breath.
Then he folded her arms, crying and kissed her sweet little head.

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  • Efren G. by Efren G.
  • 2 months ago

Loved this poem. It's the ones that have the most emotion that are the best. When presented this way, death can almost seem like a beautiful transformation, not a depressing time in life. Much like birth, the time is almost always unexpected, but death should be embraced as a stepping stone to the next level of being. Your poem was very touching and sad but at the same time, presents death in a way that is also beautiful.

  • Maryen Kelly by Maryen Kelly
  • 2 years ago

I knew my great grandmother until I was ten. We had a deep bond and were pen pals. I put flowers on her grave every week.

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