Taken From us, She was Far Too Young ( prose)
Life without her
Taken from us, she was far too young,
Bewildered children and a broken man,
Wondering why she was taken from us,
Far too young.
The broken man pretended.....
Appeared solid, strong, and brave.
The children, still bewildered, tried to deal
in his or her own way..
For my part, being 10 years old,
I felt the hole was vast..
Enormous, gaping cavern in each room
of our once happy home.
I felt I had stand so flat!! Flat against the wall,
and carefully edge my way around,
lest into the hole I´d fall.
My brain could see this gaping hole,
Yet also it could reason,
The hole of course, was the empty space,
where mum had filled each season,
Taken from us , far too young,
Now seasons all are the same.
Winter!!!. Dark and lonely nights,
No Spring, No Fall, No Summer.
We found it hard.... all of us ,
to live without our mother.
Taken from HIM, far too young,
Our gentle, patient daddy..
So hard for him and oh! I loved him so,
Daddyy´girl I was for sure, but that was not enough.
None of us, even all together
Could ever be enough...
The gaping hole without her.,
The hole could not be filled or covered,
The rooms all seemed so hollow,
How could it be filled with anything?
That beautiful woman, her beautiful voice,
singing the songs of the day.
Crystal clear voice, singing songs of her choice,
Carousel., South Pacific, Oklahoma too.
She´d sing the songs from all these films
and fill the air at home with grace.
Now I never see her face,
Taken from us far too young,
We never have recovered.
No one does our daddy said, but life goes on
and it´s worse for others.!!
We mustn't moan, for now , dear mum was out of pain.
No longer would she have to visit, back and forth to hospitals.
No longer would we find her in her Doris Day pyjamas
Lying back on pillows, complexion like a ghost.
Others suffer too and more, our daddy always told us.
I thought he must have got it wrong....Worse..
Than having no mum to hold us ??
But dad as right as always.
We mustn't cry too much, he said, we´d be crying for ourselves,
When mum was now so free of pain and safe with God in Heaven.
I wasn't very pleased with God.!
He had everything in Heaven.!
Angels, Saints and so much more...
He didn't need our mum.!
Taken from us far too young.
I found it hard to understand how dad
never lost his faith..
He didn´t live to be so old, At 67 years
He passed, still believing he was heading for the Pearly Gates.
(If God had wanted us up there, Why´d He put us here
in the first place.?)
Earth so wondrous, (though some do spoil it)
Our earth itself´s amazing.!
I want to live on planet earth, not float around in Heaven.
I´m not an angel. I´m flesh and blood.
I don´t belong in Heaven.
Neither does my dad.
Neither does my mum,
Taken from us far too young.
I love you mum . I know I was little but
still I have my memories.
Your gorgeous voice , Your eyes that flashed,
Whenever I was naughty.
The smell of perfume , you dressed up
looking like a film star.
And yes, it´s true I remember you,
so ill, so sad , I understand, that
dad was only helping.
Helping us to think of you with no more pain.,
´cos you´´d had plenty..
Rest in Peace , My beautiful mum.
All this time since ´61
(dedicated to mum 1929 .....1961)
mothers´love
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Comments
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Oooh! Micky so good to see you on my page.
Thank you for reading one of my favourite poems that I´ve written.
I often wonder How different life would have been if I´d had a mum while growing up.
Take care and God bless dear friend.
Very very nice Dim. Moms never hang around long enough.
I wish my mum so dear.
Was near. I want her her here.
Life is eerie, whack.
I wish I could go back,
"And mares eat oats,
Does eat oats,
And little lambs eat ivy".
Tell me a rhyme,
Tell me a story.
Why must Mom leave?
Why so short a time?
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You have left a most beautiful comment for me.
Thank you so much.
Wow, that teared me up. So sorry for your loss. If they read this, they would be proud I am sure of. You are a very gifted poet that writes from own personal emotion. And in doing so, you have created a wonderful tribute. True love is forever.
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Hi Deedee., !!!!!!
Thank you so much for stopping by and leaving a lovely comment.
Very beautiful words. It took a lot of strength I know to write this about your mum, and I'm sure she is as pleased with this, as all your readers are. Though painful at times, sharing your pain may help someone else.~Best wishes to you
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Thanks Micky. Take care.
Very beautiful Dim.
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Dear LuxmiH, That was a wonderful comment. poetry itself.
Thank you very much.
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Thank you Maggie May. Lovely to see you on my page
A magnificent work of verbal art... straight from the heart. Thanks for sharing your path in such a way as to enrich the lives of others.
Very touching and beutifully written..thanks for sharing this..
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Hi singlmom..... so nice to see you.
Thanks for reading and leaving such a nice comment.
God bless you too.
Hugs! Dim x
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Oh blaise25............ Thank you for your comment.
Sorry to make you cry. l had quite a few comments saying that and of course, that makes me cry again , plus l cried when l wrote it,. l have a vision of my mum being and angel, now, and laughing......
´´Hugs´´
Oh Dim I do feel your pain. Although my mom is still here, my dad has passed away. It is hard to adjust when young ones lose their parent, such a hole in your life as you very well explained. This is a beautiful poem and a wonderful tribute to your Mom! thank you so much for sharing!! God bless! Hugs!!
So crying reading this. Your mom is now an angel. *Hugs*
So beautiful and moving.
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Beautiful comment. Thank you.
Hi Dim,
How beautiful a tribute to your Mom. So sorry about your loss...and of others out there who have written.
Touched by your words, too, Saddlerider.
When we write from the heart, we touch others in very real ways...that made ripples. Your broken-hearted poem is poignant...and I thank you for sharing it.
It is also a reminder of the type of Mom I want to be to my daughter....to remember what is most important...the smiles and carresses...which I hope will comfort her after I am called beyond this mortal life. :0)
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Thank you, James. l appreciate your views on why we are here.
I must admit it is a lovely thought for me to imagine mum and dad together again.
Take care
Your poem is a truly loving tribute to your mum who passed away so long ago. I believe that your mum and dad are in heaven.
"If God had wanted us up there, Why´d He put us here
in the first place?"
Because this is the school for the soul that Gos hath made. The soul learns things from pain it learns no other way.
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Your comments are always so kind and encouraging. Thank you so much. See you soon
...well my mum was my best friend (as was my dad) so I can certainly relate to how you feel in this beautiful heartfelt and evocative ode to the greatest love that most of us will ever have - although I have another great love too - and that is your comments to me which always make my day complete - thank you for being in my life and it was a grand day when we met , wasn't it.
wish me on a safe drive to work and I will see you again down the not too distant road
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Thank you for reading ad commenting.
This was sad, but a beautiful tribute to your mom. :-)
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My heart goes out to all the family. My prayers to the young man. If he´s creative that may help him, but it´s hard, I know it´s hard and can take quite a long time.
Everyone is different.
Thank you so much for telling me about it.
There's a young man, 18 now, who doesn't want to get his driving license. As a matter of fact he doesn't do much at all but make up songs on his acoustic guitar and play video games. Once he had dreams of going to college and was excited about the future. Then one day as I was driving him home after he'd been visiting for a week or so with his younger sister, the cell phone rang. The long short of it is his mother had accidentally over-dosed on prescription pills and died. He was 14 and being a very sensitive boy, has never been the same since. I'm going to show him your poem Dim, I think it will help reach deep inside him in a healing way. Thank You.
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I feel the hugs...... Thank you so much.
Always great to see you on my page. I need to get over to yours too.
Take care
Oh Dim! She was only 32! It must have been so hard..........I can still hear the sadness and emptiness of your pain........big, big hugs to you!
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Thank you saddlerider, for it really was while I was reading something you said about your mom that inspired me to write this.
I can still feel that awful feeling of walking in from school to an empty house. Being the eldest , I suddenly had to grow up at 10
I have apologised to God. He is greater than our hearts, when our own hearts condemn us.
Thank you for everything. You can´t know how much you help me. Can´t see through my tears now.........
Hasta la pronta.. hugs
Dim after reading your very heart breaking poem and a tribute your your beautiful mom, it breaks my heart as it does others here by the comments left. To lose a parent at an early age is so painful to children left behind to be without the love of that parent. Your mom no doubt was taken to early, yet we as humans don't know what the overall plan is of our creator, who or whatever that may be.
A mother is like a beautiful rose, she blossoms forth, her stem feeds her with the early morning dew, her petals open to kiss the morning dawn, while her bouquet leaves a scent and memory that will linger in our hearts and soul all the day long.
Your mother knew she was leaving, she loved you with all her heart, her sorrow was shed on her pillow where her beautiful head lay soaking up her tears knowing that there would be no tomorrow for her and you on the earthly plane, yet she knew in her heart of hearts that you will meet again and be mum and daughter always through eternal end.
Honor our moms and dad that's all we have left, we were given to them and them to us by a gift mightier than us, though they are gone, life still goes on and we carry their hearts torch forever in ours. Think of the beauty they shared while they were both here amongst us, think of the laughter and joyous tears we bled together dancing and holding hands and swinging us young ones in the air. Oh those were sweet days of yore, lest we forget, nay never shall we, as we were truly blessed to have mama and papa in our lives.
peace and blessings to you Dim, the Saddle is crying and tears are dripping on my pen....hugs
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Do you find it easier to write when sad or about sadness??? I seem to. Weird Huh?
Thanks for taking the time to comment.
All the best to you.
Hi Dim, just beautiful. I was going to an open mic concert to sing one of my songs Sunday night and I just wasn't happy with it so I sat down to see if anything would come forth. Out of the blue came one of the best songs I've written and it was about the passing of my Mom. I guess we're both driven to poetry when it comes to that. I appreciate your sharing. =:)
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Thank you Movie Master.
I appreciate your loyalty to my hubs.
You are a great support to me.
Hope you are well. x
Hello Dim, your Mum was so young when she passed away, I too have needed tissues to write this.
I feel your sadness and love.
Writing at it's best, beautiful.x
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Thank you, Sunnie day, especially for your prayers.
My daughter just called in unexpectedly. She is the sort of person that fills the room, like a whirlwind, then diasappears always leaving me laughing.
She´s the only good side to my having to move back to England, but is very busy with work and 3 children so it´s RARE for her to pop in for 5 minutes.
Can´t help feeling you had something to do with it.Thnks for the hugs too and yes, I am smiling.
Dear Dim,
I can feel the love and the deep sorrow that you carry not having your mom here..I am thankful you still are able to draw beautiful memories of your sweet mother. May God reach down and touch you today with his love and peace and as you draw from these memories a sweet smile will fall upon your lovely face.
Hugs,
Love,
Sunnie
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Thank you so much for getting back to me wth this. I apologise for making you use up all your tissues.
Your comments are causing me to do the same.
It doesn´t harm us to weep once in a while.
With love and thanks,
Dim x
Hello Dim. I know what you mean about Saddlerider, he always manages to say what we are thinking and rarely manage to express. He doesn't realise how amazing he truly is at putting words on paper. It is people such as him and yourself that make HubPages so very special. Mums are just so, so special and when we lose them it is so hard to take.I had to grab another tissue to write this to you, it evoked memories again for me too. Hugs, Acaetnna. xx
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Hello acaetnna.,
I cried writing it too. Something Saddlerider said recently about memories of his mom, made me realise that I have written articles about my childhood and mentioned mum, but never have I even thought of writing something especially for her.
I did forgive God. (what a cheek on my part, eh?)
but I could never go back to the kneeling , lighting candles in front of statues, giving my pocket money to men in long robes so they´d pray for her soul.
Thankfully I found faith in Jesus´words .. The meek shall inherit the earth.´
Thank you again for reading and leaving such a beautiful comment.
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Oh! Lucky cats. You honour me with such praise.
You know how sometimes a mood can force you to write .. just as you feel, as you see it at the moment.This was one of those times.
Thank you so, so very much for such a wonderful comment.
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Thank you Mckngbrds for calling my piece of prose Á beautful thing
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K.Burns Darling, I´m sorry to make you cry, but appreciate your comments very much. Thank you.
This was so beautiful. I have only just recovered from shedding innumerably tears. This was so very poignant for me. Awesome, truly awesome Dim. Thank you for expressing something that most of us find so very difficult to express.
Oh my goodness. how very beautiful, sad, sweet and sorrowful...and the strength and ability to hold it together to share with your readers. Incredibly wonderfully well written...you impart such depth of feeling and your memories...so touching. Thank you, Dim...wow..is about all I can say. All the appropriate ups, my dear.
I love the picture of the4 dark haired girl...a picture says so much.
I am astounded by the strength, courage, beauty and insight it took to write this. Indeed a beautiful thing.
Tears streaming down my face....I could have written this, this is my life story...My mom passed away in 1978 from ovarian cancer at the age of 40, I was eleven, my sister was 9, my dad was 43....you got it all right, the feeling of being lost, the emptiness, the anger at G**, absolutely beautiful and poignant, am bookmarking this for later. Voted up, awesome, beautiful,
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