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The Day my mum died


It was in the hospital room, just me and Ben
Knowing you were going to die but we didn't know when
A million, million images of our life together
But as I sat one side and the Ben the other
We held your hand and talked about our day
And I talked about my travels when I went away
I told you that it was your turn to go on a journey
Time for you to leave behind all this agony
Although you were lost in a deep sleep
These final moments of us together you will keep
Ben and me described the sunset out the window in the sky
And to these words, you chose to die
My mum, our mum, the most amazing woman I have known
But we were there, you didn't die alone
I held your hand as you passed away
And I saw all the pain in your face fade away
Through the wailing and despair
My brother sobbing he wanted Dave and David there
I felt the relief fall from my mind like fragments of pain
Knowing that from this day forth nothing would be the same
I had stared death in the face, seen it take my mother
As I knelt by your side, holding you and my brother
The rest of the family came in
And I tried to explain, but I didn't know where to begin
Cancer had won the battle, but not the War
My mum was gone, but not forgotten that's for sure
As I write this poem, tears have poured down my face
One day mum. I promise I'll meet you again, in this special place.




For my mum who died of Cancer FEB 28th 2006







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