A poem for mourning my mother--PLEASE read and respond!

average gina

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My mother passed away Tuesday night. I would like to put a poem in her obituary that would honor her and/or my mourning for her. I'm sure that someone amongst you would be able to come up with something for me to put on the obituary. I'd need the author of the poem to correctly credit it.

Time is of the essence, y'all. Right now, I haven't even wrapped this around my head (I still want to go to the hospital and visit her) so writing something myself right now is impossible.

I wish I would have thought about this sooner. I'll check this thread.

Thanks for anyone that helps me out with this.

Help me, please.
 
I'm very sorry about your mother. Not knowing anything about the dear lady, I would not be able to come up with a poem to honor her. I have one about death that may possibly work and you're free to use it. You can change the name Morna to your mother's name. Hopefully, someone will have something better to offer you.

Privet and ash filter through lace,
where she fades like sun, dimmer
as hours slip away,

till enduring night eases
over still form,
changing Morna to memory.
 
Gina, I too am so sorry to hear about your mom. It is so hard to lose a family member; I know--most of mine are gone. Eventually it will become easier to focus on the good memories and, imho, that may be where your poem needs to come from.

The following poem is one I wrote for my sister, who died suddenly when I was 17. It's sad, but not because what it's really about is what we shared growing up. Maybe it will help provide some inspiration. In any case, my thoughts are with you.

Blue

Yesterday your birthday,
or it would have been
and soon I'll be the only
one who's left.

Who else will know
about the dogwood tree,
or how to catch a minnow
in a jar?

I get tired telling everyone
that everything is fine,
and you're a star
although I think
you'd love my babies,
and maybe even do.

Sometimes I can't
remember how you looked,
but I know your eyes were
blue.

:heart:
Ange
 
I grieve your loss gina

If this will help-

Mother
There will never be a without you
Your voice still calls my name
As your hand reaches to take mine
Fingers interlacing
Or brushes the hair from my face
In the air, your perfume yet lingers
In the mirror, it is your face smiling back
Stirring memories
In all senses
You remain in my heart
Loving and eternal

:rose:
 
For what's it's worth

Momma,

I wish
I could talk to you
See you smile one last time
Hold you in my arms
as you so often held me

I thank you
For all the times we laughed together
You made me feel like your friend
And even more
You made me feel like your child

I'm sorry
For all the times you cried for me
And all the times I hated you
You fought so hard
For those you loved

I know
You are looking down on me
from the edge of heaven
You don't have to worry
It hurts, but I'll be fine

I love you


Gina, I'm sorry to hear of your loss. I wish I could say more to help you, but I don't have the words.
 
Gina, the poet in me is most mute when I grieve. It takes some time for me to remember my own voice.

I have been called on to speak, or write, on similar occasions. I have used the following as my starting point, and the ensuing grace and honesty has always seemed to bring equal parts tears and quiet smiles.

"There are but two gifts
we bequeath our children...

One is roots...
the other, wings."

I suspect your mother might have given you both. I am sorry for your loss.
 
i'm sorry for your loss..i can only imagine how hard it must be ..i hope peace is swift in meeting you where you are at.

take care!:rose: :rose:
 
I'm sorry, Gina. I'm not poet enough to adress this, so let me just say that I'm sorry for your loss.



This was not written by me, but by an eleven year old boy in an English class I was stand-in tutor for a few years ago.

Wherever I'll go.
whatever wonders I'll see.
whoever dazes, amazes
and educates me.

Though impressions may try
to outdo one another,
only this will remain -
my home, and my mother.

:rose:

#L
 
Well, thanks everyone. Thanks for the condolences and thanks for the beautifully insightful poetry that you have provided.

I happened to look amongst her things as I found something that my mother had written. I was floored. I was a part of her life for so long, but I feel like that there was so much to her that I never knew. This is what I will place in her obituary:


"Me"

I pray that God will help me to feel someone else's smile or tear, that I may know understanding. Let my light shine, be it cloudy or clear. Help me to learn about other people and religions, about customs and lands that I may show others that Your arms are open for all to come.

Help me to see a snowflake or a grain of sand, a blade of grass or a leaf changing color from green to brown. Help me to see Your beauty all around. Give me the sound of a child’s laughter of music. Guide me in everything I do that I will make the right choice.


Give me friends all around, old and new, most of all let them know my love is true. Help me to cast aside grudges and grief, to look ahead with a clear conscious to have love and in You, a strong belief.

Help me Lord, Your knowledge to seek, not for me to flaunt what I know but to give what I can so that others may know. Help me to love You more, help me to realize that in order to love You as a Christian, I must learn to love all as sisters and brothers.

Lord, please help me to not judge anyone, to testify to only what I see, for if Yyou help me to do this, I know I can be a better me.

Help me to live right, to know what to say, when to say, how to say, and most of all, Father, let me not forget to pray.

It's not Shakespeare, but it was my mom's. :)

Thanks again everyone for the support.
 
That is beautiful, Gina.

Hold onto what is beautiful.
Ask for whatever you need.
You will be amazed in the places you will find strength.

People want to help you,
they might not know how.
Tell them, they will be so grateful,
and you will come through.

My sincere condolances,

~anna
 
condolences, lady.

it's not that you've passed away,
or that you're even gone -
I feel you all around me,
and see you in the mirror -
it's that you've moved beyond
the place where my hands
can touch you, into the place
where i can't even sing to you.

miss you.

~D.A.
 
Good thoughts are with you, Gina, from all your friends on Lit. I hope our strength and caring will hold you up during this time of mourning.

Miss O
 
Gina baby,

I've been dead out w/ the flu this last week. I looked for you in chat... I didn't see this til just now.

I'm so sorry sweety. But look at the decisions you've been saved. I've lost both of mine- I know how you feel, yet I don't. I'm here hon. Just holler.

Boo :rose: :rose: :rose:
 
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