How do We Let a Mother Go? How do we let a mother go? How do we say "I'm ready now to go on without you"? How can we ever have a clue of what that really means? And of a sudden the moment is upon us, and there's no turning back. And then we know what grief is,... and guilt and love and things undone. Try to prepare and we will fail in some way, be it subtle or looming... But there is peace too. peace and acceptance and overwhelming love that we maybe weren't aware of. waves and waves of conflicting emotion, and laughter too, and memories we hadn't bothered lately to recall come flooding back in shared company.. and it's all about you mum... And there's gratitude.. so much of that, that we had you, such a wonderful mother...bright and shining, nobody's fool, independent, but humble too; Smart, and kind, and fun. Adventurous.. A part of you has passed away, but much is carried everyday within us, and will as long as we are here. This may be a final tribute, A day to celebrate your life and say goodbyes; But it's not final. Every day I'll celebrate in some way, just by the virtue of how you shaped my life, The absolute and incredible fortune that I knew you. As a mother, a friend and a woman. She is Gone You can shed tears that she is gone, Or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back, Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see her, Or you can be full of the love that you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday, Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember her and only that she is gone, Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back, Or you can do what she would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on. David Harkins We Remember Her When we are weary and in need of strength, When we are lost and sick at heart, When we have a joy we crave to share When we have decisions that are difficult to make When we have achievements that are
based on his At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring, At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer At the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn, And when the winds and rains came, She protected me enough; But not too much, she knew I'd need To stand up strong and tough. Her constant good example, Always taught me right from wrong; Markers for my pathway To last my whole life long. I am my Mother's garden, I am her legacy. And I hope today she feels the love, Reflected back from me. At the rising of the sun and at its setting, As long as we live, she too will live For she is now a part of us, As we remember her. My Mother Kept A Garden My Mother kept a garden. A garden of the heart; She planted all the good things, That gave my life it's start. She turned me to the sunshine, And encouraged me to dream: Fostering and nurturing The seeds of self-esteem. What is a Mum? A Mum is one of life's best gifts, Someone to treasure all life through, She's caring and loving, Thoughtful and true, Someone who is always a special part of your life, Someone who holds a prime place in your heart, She's a mentor, a confident and also a friend, Someone on whose love you can depend. A mom always has your best interests at heart, She's someone so dear and so good, She's a blessing, she's a gift, She's a treasure like no other, She's someone that is truly wonderful.
Wherever you go, and whatever you do, A Mum's love will always see you through, A Mum is truly invaluable, Indispensable and unforgettable. I wouldn't want anyone but you, And that's why I'm so grateful, that life picked you for me. She is Gone You can shed tears that she is gone or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she ll come back, Or you can open your eyes and see all she s left. Your heart can be empty because you can t see her, Or you can be full of the love you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday, Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember her and only that she s gone, Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back, Or you can do what she d want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on. As We Look Back As we look back over time We find ourselves wondering.. Did we remember to thank you enough For all you have done for us? For all the times you were by our sides To help and support us.. To celebrate our successes To understand our problems And accept our defeats? Or for teaching us by your example, The value of hard work, good judgement, Courage and integrity? We wonder if we ever thanked you For the sacrifices you made. To let us have the very best? And for the simple things Like laughter, smiles and times we shared? If we have forgotten to show our Gratitude enough for all the things you did, We re thanking you now. And we are hoping you knew all along, How much you meant to us.
My Mother You can only have one mother Patient kind and true; No other friend in all the world, Will be the same to you. When other friends forsake you, To mother you will return, For all her loving kindness, She asks nothing in return. As we look upon her picture, Sweet memories we recall, Of a face so full of sunshine, And a smile for one and all. Sweet Jesus, take this message, To our dear mother up above; Tell her how we miss her, And give her all our love. To My Sister I m blessed to call you sister, I also call you friend; You ve loved me unconditionally, And stood through thick and thin. You ve shared my joys and sorrows, My laughter and my tears. You ve been my inspiration, As we grew up through the years. When we were little children We laughed and played together; Then growing up you stood by me, Through good and stormy weather. There s something God has given us, That s more than family; He s placed a love for you, my Sister, Deep down in the heart of me. By Allison Chambers Coxsey The Magic of a Mother's Touch There's magic in a Mother's touch, and sunshine in her smile. There's love in everything she does to make our lives worthwhile. We can find both hope and courage Just by looking in her eyes. Her laughter is a source of joy, her works are warm and wise. There is a kindness and compassion to be found in her embrace, and we see the light of heaven shining from a Mother's face The Dash My darling sister, you were born in 1938 You've been gone just over a week Your life will be shown as 1938 dash 2010 It's of that dash I'd like to speak For it's how you spent that bit between the dates Not possessions or cold cash But how you touched the lives of family and friends
There was always magic in your touch, And sunshine in your smile. There was love in everything you did To make our lives worthwhile. We could find both hope and courage Just by looking in your eyes. Your laughter was a source of joy, Your words were warm and wise. There was a kindness and compassion To be found in your embrace, And we've seen the light of heaven Shining from your face. Your life was full of loving deeds, You were forever thoughtful of our special needs, Today and tomorrow, my whole life through, I will always love and cherish you My darling sister June 1938 dash 2010 Begin dash cease And now, dear June Rest in Peace inspired by The Dash Poem I carry your heart with me I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it (anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you. Here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that s keeping the stars apart if carry your heart (I carry it in my heart) e.e.cummings Afterglow I d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun; Of happy memories that I leave when life is done.
Farewell My friends It was beautiful as long as it lasted The journey of my life. I have no regrets whatsoever Save the pain I ll leave behind. Those dear hearts who love and care And the strings pulling at the heart and soul The strong arms that held me up When my own strength let me down. At every turning of my life I came across good friends, Friends who stood by me, Even when the time raced me by. Farewell, farewell, my friends I smile and bid you goodbye. No, shed no tears for I need them not All I need is your smile. If you feel sad do think of me For that s what I ll like when you live in the hearts Of those you love, remember then You never die. Gitanjali Ghei, inspirational poet (1961 1977) Silent tear Each night we shed a silent tear, As we speak to you in prayer. To let you know we love you, And just how much we care. Take our million teardrops, Wrap them up in love, Then ask the wind to carry them, To you in heaven above. If roses grow in heaven If roses grow in heaven, Lord pleae pick a bunch for me, Place them in my Mother s arms and tell her they re from me.tell her I love her and miss her, and when she turns to smile, place a kiss upon her cheek and hold her for awhile.because remembering her is easy, I do it every day, but there s an ache within my heart that will never go away. Anonymous
Love Lives On Those we love are never really lost to us - we feel them in so many special waysthrough friends they always cared about and dreams they left behind, in beauty that they added to our days... in words of wisdom we still carry with us and memories that never will be gone... Those we love are never really lost to us - For everywhere their special love lives on. A. Bradley A Life That Matters Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours, days. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else. Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed. Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear. So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire. The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away. It won't matter where you came from, or on what side of the tracks you lived. At the end, whether you were beautiful or brilliant, male or female, even your skin colour won't matter. So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured? What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave. What will matter is not your success, but your significance. What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught. What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others. What will matter is not your competence, but your character. What will matter is not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone. What will matter is not your memories, but the memories that live in those who loved you. Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident. It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice. Choose to live a life that matters
What Can You Say What can you say To someone who has always been one of The most essential parts of your world; Someone who took you by the hand When you were little And helped to show the way. What do you say to someone Who stood by to help you grow, Providing love, strength, and support So you could become the person You are today? What can you say to let her know That she's the best there is, And that you hope you've inherited Some of her wisdom and her strength? What words would you say If you ever got the chance? Maybe you just say, I love you Mum, and hope she understands I Heard Your Voice in The Wind Today I heard your voice in the wind today And I turned to see your face; The warmth of the wind caressed me As I stood silently in place. I felt your touch in the sun today As its warmth filled the sky; I closed my eyes for your embrace And my spirit soared high. I saw your eyes in the window pane As I watched the falling rain; It seemed as each raindrop fell It quietly said your name. I held you close in my heart today It made me feel complete; You may have died but you are not gone You will always be a part of me. As long as the sun shines.. The wind blows The rain falls You will live on inside of me forever For that is all my heart knows.