Poem For A Departed Mother- for Monica Mackenzie-
Mother, you left last autumn And little by little winter came Dragging its old man’s feet. Days grew colder, Shorter and darker Without you being here. And as with tears I watered down my orphan’s grief Your message came to me “Don’t cry my child, Don’t you see now I am free?” I saw you clearly: Your cheeks were pink From so much playing with angels. Your limbs agile and strong Jumping from cloud to cloud Reminded me of the child That you and I and everyone once was. You have taken to the sky No longer bound by pain Or loneliness, or strife. You rise boundless; You are one with the stars. As we scatter the ashes Of your body we so loved Crocuses push the soil Beneath our feet Daffodils raise their Proud heads in the sun Announcing spring, Resurrection and joy. What can we do but thank you and Honour you with our prayers and toil Mother, beloved guardian Of our tender days Loving carer of all, All six of us. And ...