When Mom Comes To Die
When Mom Comes To Die
You spend your life
Being nourished and loved.
From those special people;
The ones, that God sent from above.
They work and they toil
To give you their best.
They take pleasure and joy
Sharing in your happiness.
A kiss or a hug
At just the right time,
Makes you warm inside.
Puts you on cloud nine.
They give so much
As the years come and go.
They are always there.
They want you to know.
Time passes on
Until you've grown and leave.
They wait patiently.
To help you out
In your times of need.
And then it's their time.
As they begin to fail.
They know it's their time.
When, they just can't tell.
They don't want to be a burden.
Just need somewhere to rest.
A cup of soup and a smile.
And they'll be at their best.
Some kids running round
With laughter filling the air.
Let's them know
They haven't a care.
When Mom comes to die
She puts all things aside.
Doesn't want anything special.
Doesn't want you to cry.
Just see to her needs.
Give her time to rest.
Talk of old times.
The ones she liked best.
She'll know when to go
When the darkness falls.
She'll just slip away...
And that will end it all.
About this poem
I wrote this poem when my wife's mom came to live with us. She is 85 and unable to care for herself.
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Written on December 09, 2021
Submitted by larrymize on February 06, 2022
Modified on March 29, 2023
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Scheme | AbcdefghijklmnopoqrstukvkwxgygzpopAlda1 g2 go3 4 5 |
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,123 |
Words | 252 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 46 |
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