My Mother's Last Day On Earth Poem by Paula Glynn

My mother's last day on earth
Making three telephone calls
Life to not be of any worth
Life to be a burden and a curse
Life to just get worse and worse

A woman emotionally damaged
A woman alone in the world
With only limited contact with her daughters
Her number one son not talking to her
For her ex-husband - their father - they do prefer

A family uprooted from their childhood home
A touch of relief to finally go it alone
Without their inactive mother to ignore them
Their inactive mother preferring to lie in bed all day
Wishing her lonely and empty life away

What a release to meet a special man:
A guy who does all he can
And goes above and beyond
His duties and friendship
Their soul connection to last throughout the years

Her daughters and son love her special man
And know he protects their mum
And does all he possibly can
For he is a down-to-earth family man
And life and family complexities he does understand

Years pass by: the clock never stopping
But stopping for my mother
That cursed candle to doom a devastated family
And to doom everyone else around
For now she is dead, my mother's soul cannot be found

Nowhere in the spirit world
Nowhere in the real world: those memories only that
Her time ended: her time brutally stopped
And with that candle what was, was:
And I always wish for a reason: for a because

My mother shouldn't have died
She had so much love and pride
Yet I neglected her: I let her down
But her love is real and will always be around
Knowing her soul singing with the angels

And God greeted my mother into heaven
And showed her the right way: the right path
Towards truth and wisdom and dignity
My mother's legacy never forgotten
These tears happy for a soul released from doom.