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loved
loved
Mar 13, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Her Loss Incredible

 

On Losing

How true

We recently had a case

Where the ailing aged mother

In her eighties

Cremated her son

Who was in his fifties.

It’s a quirk of fate

Even god

Can’t keep track of

Perhaps its destiny

If not irony.

— loved, Mar 13, 2010

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xena465

xena465

16 years 2 months ago

A really nice sentiment

A really nice sentiment Loved. Sadly we are short-lived in this world, some more than others, but that's life. I lost my mum when I was 15 years old and she was only 49 years old. She didn't smoke, drink, swear or do a bad thing to anyone, but it was her time. She left behind 9 children, one of which was me, but we just had to be brave for her and live up to her strength in life and death and make her proud. Rosina xena465
loved

loved

16 years 2 months ago

thanks

you are the bravest out here and generous too as u give away all possible stars to a non poet entity that's me/I. thanks again and my regards urs was an irreparable loss MAY THEIR SOULS REST PEACEFULLY THE LADY ALSO DIED SHORTLY THEREAFTER
loved

loved

16 years 2 months ago

thanks

1.Mom and Son Together Again Life and death are inseparable twins When life begins Death simply shadows, How it lengthens And how it does grow No, no one Not even heavens know. The old lady also passed away The heavens have had their final say. They both now rest in peace out there Even heaven doesn’t Really know where.
loved

loved

16 years 2 months ago

THANKS

GREATNESSS LIES ON THE SHOULDERS WHO SHARE AND CHOOSE TO THANK AND PRAISE THAT ITSELF FROM OUR MUNDANE LIVES DOES PROVE TO SAY WE ALL HAVE SOME COMMON LIFE'S WAYS LOVED
loved

loved

16 years 2 months ago

as amended please

Greatness lies On the shoulders who, Share and choose To thank and praise, That itself from our mundane lives Does prove to say, We all have some Common life’s way. LOVED
loved

loved

16 years 2 months ago

thanks

1.Mom and Son Together Again Life and death are inseparable twins When life begins Death simply shadows, How it lengthens And how it does grow No, no one Not even heavens know. The old lady also passed away The heavens have had their final say. They both now rest in peace out there Even heaven doesn’t Really know where.
loved

loved

16 years 2 months ago

thanks

1.Mom and Son Together Again Life and death are inseparable twins When life begins Death simply shadows, How it lengthens And how it does grow No, no one Not even heavens know. The old lady also passed away The heavens have had their final say. They both now rest in peace out there Even heaven doesn’t Really know where.
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lyz

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Loved

One thing in life that I would hate to have to do, is what this mum has done. Well written my friend. Love Lyz. XX
loved

loved

16 years 2 months ago

thanks

1.Mom and Son Together Again Life and death are inseparable twins When life begins Death simply shadows, How it lengthens And how it does grow No, no one Not even heavens know. The old lady also passed away The heavens have had their final say. They both now rest in peace out there Even heaven doesn’t Really know where.
Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Loved

poetry and poet is thus born ... wonderfully touching poem your here and writing in my eyes that makes you a poet ... love Jayne-Chloe
loved

loved

16 years 2 months ago

thanks

1.Mom and Son Together Again Life and death are inseparable twins When life begins Death simply shadows, How it lengthens And how it does grow No, no one Not even heavens know. The old lady also passed away The heavens have had their final say. They both now rest in peace out there Even heaven doesn’t Really know where.
judyanne

judyanne

16 years 2 months ago

true

my grandmother lost her son when she was eighty, he fifty-something - one of the lovliest men i've ever known. i lost my son when he was twenty-three. life gives us no guarantees. good write loved lol judy
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 2 months ago

I hope I never know the pain

I hope I never know the pain of losing my children. My profound sympathy (((((Judy)))) It is a strange thing that we humans do, always making valuations on life, even as I understand the hows and whys. Pain of loss is pain of loss. It's the attachments we have that cause suffering. I can't imagine a stronger attachment than mother and child. ~A "A poem is never finished, only abandoned." ~ Paul Valery
loved

loved

16 years 2 months ago

thanks

1.Mom and Son Together Again Life and death are inseparable twins When life begins Death simply shadows, How it lengthens And how it does grow No, no one Not even heavens know. The old lady also passed away The heavens have had their final say. They both now rest in peace out there Even heaven doesn’t Really know where.
loved

loved

16 years 2 months ago

thanks

1.Mom and Son Together Again Life and death are inseparable twins When life begins Death simply shadows, How it lengthens And how it does grow No, no one Not even heavens know. The old lady also passed away The heavens have had their final say. They both now rest in peace out there Even heaven doesn’t Really know where.
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R.M.Shanmugam

16 years 1 month ago

yes nicely put. an

yes nicely put. an unbearable misfortune. thanks
loved

loved

16 years 1 month ago

thanks

thanks for reading its a true occurrence loved