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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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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My Mother's Mother

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Published: January 2009

I sat there and watched her, helpless fighting for every breath
The Doctor said she would die today so all of the family left.
My grandfather cried and said I can not 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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  • by Maryen Kelly
  • 4 months 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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