It was a peaceful end
Roses painted upon the air
Gone pain and depression
The room warm and sweet
Like a small childs bedroom
On Christmas morning.
Dignity and not defeat
Her frail body released
Reminding me of nature
And through tears I rejoiced
For I could not be selfish
My mother was finally free.
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nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Comments2
So very beautiful you have brought enormous dignity to a subject that we all think about and also to your mother. 💖
Thank you for those kind words
A noble poem for one's mother!
many thanks
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