Tag: Mother

In the Garden of Grief

In my dream,

just after you passed on to another realm,

God summoned you to my side

You did not allow me to say goodbye

Or give me a chance to say ‘I love you’

You ended it

As you had started it

And how it had always been

I will never see you again

or hear your voice

But in the Garden of Grief

I got you all to myself

and even though God could not make you

tell me you loved me

He made sure I got to say goodbye

and we talked about the past

and times that made us laugh

and we walked together one last time.

Poem by Auntie Winnie

My husband’s Auntie Winnie was a lovely person. She was one of the first people he introduced me to and she warmly welcomed me into her family, twenty seven years ago. She was a much beloved sister, wife, mother and grandmother. Winnie sadly passed six weeks ago. Throughout her life, she was a prolific poet and writer. This was one of her very many poems, which was discovered after her passing.

‘What is it that beholds an air

A footstep on the stair of life

A whispered thought still in my mind

Of what I’ve lost and cannot find

Still I will seek until the day

My melancholy slips away

And when that comes

And heartaches cease-

I will know at last

I’ve found my peace.’

by Winnie Stephenson

Quote Of The Week

‘Like bullies the whole world over, my mother did not mess with strength. She messed with weakness.’

Anne Robinson– Memoirs Of An Unfit Mother