Good bye to Mum

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She leaves no footprints in the sand as from the sparkling sea to the dunes she walks, a bouquet of seaweed in her hand. Eyes so bright are aquamarine set in the most beautiful face you have ever seen. Lips so red like a healthy heart expose gleaming teeth when in a smile they part.

Sitting in the dunes she waits and watches stars in the sky letting her mind relax. Breathing in the scene while inside her heart zooms and flies.

Then in the moon light she sees him coming, ahead of him their young son running. She rises and runs to greet them. Once year she comes here to meet them.

Man and child stop at the shores edge they have come to throw her a red rose as on that night the man had pledged. Ten years now since on a whim she had taken that fatal midnight swim. She had not meant to hurt any one she only wanted to have some fun. They had been partying late that night and no one noticed her get cramp, no one realized her plight.

He had not noticed until too late that she was struggling, he tried to reach her but he could not challenge fate. So no matter how he tried, how he fought, she was lost and she died. So in reverence and in love each year on this night when the moon is up above. He comes to stand on this spot, this beach, sometimes, as now with his son and with their love and loss they honour on this beach.

Gently now she hugs and kisses, tells them how they have been missed. They can only feel the breeze they cannot hear her blessings and her pleas. Tired so tired on the sand she kneels watching them, unable to tell them how she feels, she cannot make them understand. Weeping gently she watches as they throw her roses in to the sea. Her beautiful boy and her man  who had been true to her and the best father he can.

Then walking up the beach she sees a woman coming into view a splinter in her heart, hurts anew. The woman smiles as she draws near causing in the wife’s heart a shard of new fear. Sitting watching the two become a three, she realizes what it is she sees. Her husband has finally found someone to love him and who is a friend, already to  their son.

It is as if a burden has been lifted she can finally rest. Her husband and her son have found someone  who can give them happiness.

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Smiling now she watches them talking as they watch her roses float out to sea. Tired she feels so tired sitting on the sand watching them she realizes that her soul is at last free.

Looking out into the sun set she hears a voice calling her home. Time to rest now knowing her husband and her son are safe now in the love that with this new woman has grown.

Gently as reaches the horizon the three on the beach watch the last rays of the sun, all three know that she is resting now they know her love for them will go on may her spirit rest now at last, good bye to Mum .

10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Androgoth
    Jun 16, 2012 @ 22:37:14

    A wonderful poem my good friend, you have captured the inner spirit and like a gentle breeze it has caressed the senses of yesteryear adding to the memories and touching upon the sweetness of life 🙂

    Androgoth XXx

    Reply

  2. fatimasaysell
    Jun 17, 2012 @ 09:30:52

    I believe our dear departed are always watching over us. Nice ode to the dead. Thank you.

    Reply

  3. zendictive
    Jun 17, 2012 @ 16:02:10

    touching… (~_~)

    Reply

  4. Harry
    Jun 21, 2012 @ 16:58:09

    Willow, can you tell me where your from i’m doing a page about the authors.

    Reply

  5. Harry
    Jun 21, 2012 @ 17:29:55

    Doing well, busy with the site, i’m trying to think up contests or something to get visitors to the site.

    Reply

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