They say death is sad and full of tears
Yet death is when we start to live again
Freed from all the pain and suffering
That is what I learned when we celebrated
The death of our Grandmother, laying so peaceful
In her casket resting, beautiful and full of flowers
And only yesterday her life was full of pain
Thirty years being bed ridden, tormented and sad
Suffering, confused and not knowing what day it was
Not knowing your love ones names or faces
As her body diminishes slowly, deterioration of her soul
Her hair turned white, slowly her eyesight is gone
Tears rushed down my face with ever visit
How could I be joyful for her being alive
With my heartfelt sadness for her suffering
And yet today at her funeral I cried no more
That sadness in my heart was lifted forever
The cemetery seemed to bring me peace
As the doves flew over head taking her spirit
To that place where she could live again
I could see her smiling from the skies
As if to say at last I am free to live again
Please shed no more tears just be happy for me
They say death is sad and full of tears
Yet death is when we start to live again
Freed from all the pain and suffering
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When I saw this beautiful Picture, My Grandmother was the first thing I thought of. She was my hero and raised me till I was 14, Then she had a stoke after stoke and was bedridden for over 30 years. As I saw all the suffering and heartfelt changes of pain in her life. Till one day she no longer knew who I was.
Please tell me what you think
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Wow...
The truth has never been so beautifully, perfectly, emotionally or sadly penned (or typed, whichever). You wove your tears into these simple words, which we felt as we registered the words into our brain. Very touching and tear-jerking, one of the best death poems I have ever read. The effect of repeating the first stanza in the end gave that feeling of starting to live again....
Keep writing thanks for sharing
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My big Irish family always made death a celebration of the persons life ...
funny stories and deep recollection on the one who passed...his or her philosophy on life and love....some times for days....lol
so different when I attend other funerals.
We look at it as...they are safe now...they are home waiting for our arrival after a happy and hopefully long life.
It's all a circle lass.
This was stunning and quit personal.
Poets who are know for wearing their hearts on their sleeves always go out on a limb when writing so close to the heart...
so easy to be distracted by unrelatable subjects ...often digressing into boredom...
but you stay well centered...
never losing the interest of the reader with the your articulate and interesting prospective.
Absolutely a wonderful piece of poetry lass.
You have not lost a step in conveying your golden heart.
Much love my sister,
Lowell
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Thank you my dear brother
For your wonderful words. Life is strange sometimes even confusing. But Life goes on and we just Pray the one day we all reunite with the ones we lost and see each other again. My Grandma meant the world to me but nothing in the world would have keep her alive to suffer any more. Know my heart is at peace and smiling. Take care and blessing
LISA
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what an interesting tale that is.
This is a very great write!
I love it...
it is pretty,
if that fits.
It flows well.
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Only the one who experience the loss of a loved one can fully understand the deeper emotions of letting go. Your poem convey the loss and also relief when somebody close passed away brilliantly.
The poem dries one's tears knowing that your grandmother's death freed her from pain and suffering.
I've lost both my parents and I also share your view that we should be happy that they are taken from this world to a next plane of existence where the are freed from suffering and pain.
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A lovely piece
What a strange and wonderful journey this is.
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Thank you for the nice comments
Life is strange and some times wonderful or sad
LISA
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This has really touched me..my nan died of cancer 20yrs ago. I couldn't walk in her house without crying. Then when she died and at her funeral a calmness came over me. It was a comfort to know she was no longer suffering. I too shed no tears for I didn't feel sad and knew she had gone on to a better place. This was a pleasure.
Love ~sugar~
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My Dad was sick for so long (nearly 20 years) and my mother and I both felt almost relieved when he passed. It is so hard to watch someone you love suffering in pain. I know my dad is in heaven and it really is a much better place. Wonderful and beautiful write. The imagery and flow were great and the message should be read and heard by everyone. I love this poem so much. it reminds me of daddy without making me cry. thjanks so much for sharing this lovely write.
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Thank you for reading my write
And yes your Dad is in a better place living again his life. And we should be happy and rejoice and not cry any more. For I to see my Grandma looking down at me and telling me she is waiting for me to join her one day. So we can catch up on all the time we lost when she was ill here. Your Father will be proud to know that you are happy for him being in a better place. And one day you too will join him to be together for ever.
LISA
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Appreciation!
Thank you for supporting The Poetic Bandits reading list by contributing this heartfelt poem
~Lilac
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A wonderful memorial to your grandmother that tells of your own loving spirit. I like your re-use of the first verse as the last, a telling way to conclude the poem. Couple of things - some typos? "eye site" should read "eyesight"; "on ever visit" should probably be "on every visit"; "over head" / "overhead"; Thanks for sharing your beautiful thoughts.
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This is a lovely tribute to the memory of your grandmother, and I can see why the picture would take your thoughts to her.
Poor lady, having to spend 30 years stuck in bed! What a terrible life sentence...My sympathies to her memory and to you for having to witness her agonisingly slow demise...
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Wow.
I am speechless in the depth of your write, you have expressed alot
♥
Stay safe
~Manda
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Wow! This is amazing stuff Even changed my perspective for dying~~~ Sorry that you lost her but like you said, sure it must be a free place out there. Beautifully penned and filled with emotions. Love it
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I really like the repitition of the first stanza as the last, it allows the poem to come full circle and reach a conclustion - it is a beautiful picture and your words are wonderfully heartfelt... there were a couple of things that I picked up - you have 'site' instead of 'sight'; 'ever' instead of 'every' and 'over head' as 'overhead'... and the line 'When my heartfelt sadness for her suffering' seems like it should either begin with 'with' or have 'heartfelt' as two words... but apart from those little things I really enjoyed this poem and thought it was beautiful
Keep writing
Polly
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wow, that is a wonderful write, it brought tears to my eyes, such a touching tribute, very god write, full of emotion.
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Beautifully Penned
You captured the essence of your love for her in each word I read. The poem is breathtaking because of the angelic affect I feel at this moment....Thanks for sharing your most treasured love......one that will live in your heart forevermore...Novy
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