An elephant in the room

  There’s an elephant in the room. It is large and squatting, So it is hard to get around it. Yet we squeeze by with “How are you?” And “I’m fine” And a thousand other forms of trivial chatter. We talk about the weather. We talk about work. We talk about everything – except the […]

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You were so very special…

Another poem we chose for Abi’s church service, read by another uncle. You were so very, very special And were so from the start We held you in our arms But mainly in our hearts. And like a single drop of rain That on still waters fall, Your life did ripples make And touched the […]

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To a Butterfly (1801)

A poem we chose to be read at Abi’s church funeral service, read beautifully by one of Abi’s uncles. It was one we’d read to her in the past and reminded us of her. I’ve watched you now a full half-hour; Self-poised upon that yellow flower And, little Butterfly! indeed I know not if you […]

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When tomorrow starts without me…

We chose the complete version of this well-known poem to be the only reading at Abi’s brief cremation service. Finding a reading which meant something and was not overly sentimental was very difficult. Nothing seemed to be fitting for Abi’s ‘final word’… nothing could be. But this poem spoke to us, it was both a […]

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A small request…

Please, Mum and Dad… My hands are small, I don’t mean to spill my drink. My legs are short – please slow down so I can keep up. Don’t slap my hands when I touch something bright and pretty. I don’t understand. Please look at me when I talk to you. It lets me know […]

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Guest blog: To my grieving sister… (a poem)

A beautiful poem written by my older sister in a comment, which I think deserves a post of its own. I live each day with you, understanding the pain, Will life ever one day, be the same? Each heartbreaking moment reliving what was, Life as we knew it burst into dust.

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