Once beloved
A poem from a grandchild
Letters to condole
Small jewellery with love bequeathed
Sand slipping out of hand
The photographs that fade and curl
Clothes to a charity shop
Tears and years
Blurred, forgotten
Who still can hear the laughter echo
Feels the absence, presence
Essence
Someone missing
Once beloved?
What became of all the loving
Such a force could light the world
Once the candle was extinguished
Only smoke in circles rising
In the air the scent of loss
A poem from a grandchild
Letters to condole
Small jewellery with love bequeathed
Sand slipping out of hand
The photographs that fade and curl
Clothes to a charity shop
Tears and years
Blurred, forgotten
Who still can hear the laughter echo
Feels the absence, presence
Essence
Someone missing
Once beloved?
What became of all the loving
Such a force could light the world
Once the candle was extinguished
Only smoke in circles rising
In the air the scent of loss
26th November 2010, Brighton, I.M Joyce Mc Donald 1.11.1920-25.11.2007
This is so beautiful Sally. Is it really three years!
ReplyDeleteIt is indeed 3 years Pam, so long ago but in some ways so quickly passed- the length of Luca's lifetime. I've been thinking about obituary, what makes a life worth living, and what survives after death. Realise that in a way I have echoed Larkin in An Arundel Tomb in the last verse
ReplyDelete'and to prove
Our almost-instinct almost true:
What will survive of us is love.'
Many thanks for your comment xxx
Very beautiful Sally, loving memories put into words.
ReplyDeleteI echo Pam and Gill's words Sally. I remember all that you did to hold her and keep her safe to say goodbye.
ReplyDeleteI miss her too. This is lovely. A wonderful and fitting tribute to lives worth remembering xx
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