Only 63 Poem by Dianne jennifer Stephens

Taken so young yes only 63
Put the kettle on, ill have a cup of tea
These words i remember today
I boiled the kettle many times
But the tea you couldnt drink

Your pommey shows played all day long
You would watch them, but not for long
The phone would ring with 'hows mum today
Shes asleep but fading away
Those words i hate today

Mum we never gave up, you taught us that
We watched you in pain
Yet you never complained
Your frown, well it gave it away

We love you mum
So dear to us all
But we knew you could not
Go on like this anymore
God called you home
You will suffer no more


Save a place for me
So when we meet again
I hope in heaven
We can sit and chat
At heavens angel cafe
Finaly you get to drink that cup of tea