The Day After Her Funeral


We emptied her room today

Faded photos of a mother

Holding children whose faces

That we can barely recall


We emptied her closet today

Clothes from summers and winters

Too long ago to remember

Now just charity donations


We emptied her life today

Forgotten pieces and fragments

Tucked neatly into drawers

Given to her by…who knows


We cried for her today

Heads on shoulders

Arms holding each other

In fear we will not remember


We promised to save her love today

Tucked it deep into our hearts

Where the tears could not find it

To wash it away


We said goodbye to her today.


40 thoughts on “The Day After Her Funeral

    1. This was my Mother-In-Law. I know that society says we are not suppose to like our mothers-in-law but I felt as if she was my second mother. I guess that is the feeling you get after 40 years of knowing someone. Thank you for visiting and for your kind words.

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  1. I’m so very sorry for your great loss, Jerry.
    This is a beautiful, loving tribute.
    It brought tears to my eyes. Reminded me of my mother’s death a few years ago.
    May you be carried through the rest of your life thinking of the good memories and knowing she would want you to smile and laugh.
    (((HUGS))) and ❤

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  2. OMG Jerry! This was such an amazingly moving piece! So heartfelt, tender and soulful. This is really a Classic work on the process that you so eloquently described! So happy you were able to get this down on paper to share with us! So very sorry for your loss, My Friend!!!

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  3. Thanks for publishing. You reminded me of my farewell to my mom as we cleaned her room and closet. It is truly an exercise in self-discipline to do this and then move on gracefully. Thank you for following my blog particularly through a challenging time.

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  4. backyardpoet,
    this poem was beautiful in so many ways.
    thoughts become momentous of life do they not. I am truly sorry for your loss. Everyone grieves in a different way and for different lengths of time. One is better than the other, just different. Don’t let anyone rush you.

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