Rose
Since every crippling setback
When pain ruled to the last
I've learned to put regret back,
I cannot change the past.
The patient left the carer
But Mum (or rather, Rose)
Although the laughs are rarer
It's not the end of those.
For good things that were in you
Are sure to carry on,
Your laughter will continue,
It stayed in me and John.
I bet the air turns blue now
At times with Dad and Bert
And when I think of you now
No longer do I hurt.
I've healed part of the sadness
And you're here though unseen
To help then smile with gladness
In gardens lush and green.
©
Since every crippling setback
When pain ruled to the last
I've learned to put regret back,
I cannot change the past.
The patient left the carer
But Mum (or rather, Rose)
Although the laughs are rarer
It's not the end of those.
For good things that were in you
Are sure to carry on,
Your laughter will continue,
It stayed in me and John.
I bet the air turns blue now
At times with Dad and Bert
And when I think of you now
No longer do I hurt.
I've healed part of the sadness
And you're here though unseen
To help then smile with gladness
In gardens lush and green.
©



