One week from today, will be the Anniversary of the death of my dear Mother in
law. Two years have passed and Hub and I still hurt for our loss. She loved the
garden, she entered every competition for her flowers and had cups and awards
for everything she entered. She used to come to our house. We would laugh, and
say she was like the Red Cross, as she would bring parcels of homemade food. Vegetables from the
garden and beautiful flower displays she made. On our wedding day, almost three
years ago, she did all the flowers, the wedding cake and all of the beautiful
table displays. She did the flowers for the men’s jackets and even bows for our
two guide dogs. She was a lovely person. I miss her so much and wish she had
not gone away?
This is for you Mum. Please
know I adore your Son and will love him forever. I will take care of him
as well as I can and try to get him through the day of your Anniversary. X
Mother in Law
By Fiona Cummings
Memories of you are so wonderful
Days we spent together were so beautiful
I still taste the food you baked
Like the pies and delicious cake
You came into my life too late
Why did you go
Could you not wait
We still have the
roses you planted
Though in a different garden now
I look at the wedding flowers you created
So talented and I wondered how
Oh why did you have to leave so early
God could have left you a little longer surely
It took me so long to find you
People like you are far and few
You stood out in a crowd
You made me so very proud
To be your daughter in law at last
To have found your Son
My love from the past
A complete family I had
Now I am left so sad
Why do the good go
And leave us with the bad
You were a real flower show
A winner for sure
So kind and funny
Absolutely pure
I will never forget
The first time we
were reunited
I came to meet you
I was so excited
I had been without my
own Mum for so long
She left me too it was wrong
You gave me a hug
And I knew I was home
No longer alone
My angels had answered my question
You showed me so much affection
In the garden we laughed so much
You fed us your home made lunch
Then read us the news from your paper
We talked of politics and religion
Then in a whisper,
God’s good creation
Left me and your Son
Tears for heavens gain
And our loss, our pain
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