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Free Verse
A chapter in the book 2024 Gypsy's Free Verse
Her Pillow
by Gypsy Blue Rose
the sun
didn't come out that day
only grey clouds were out on parade Dad said, "Mom is in heaven she's no longer here" in my parents' bedroom friends and family cried and prayed my mother was lying cold and breathless
on her last bed
the smell of mums permeated our house and I hated the sign
on our kitchen's wall
'Home Sweet Home'
the only thing
I had left of her
was the scent on her pillow and her clothes in the chest of drawers I was only ten and didn't understand why my life had changed from one moment to the next I asked God why my friends had a mom and I would never be held by mine  |
non-fiction
In Spain, when I was growing up, dead bodies were kept at home for one night to have family and friends pay respects and a final goodbye, instead of at a funeral home. Maybe this has changed since I was a child.
Thank you for reading and reviewing my poem,
gypsy
Pays
one point
and 2 member cents. In Spain, when I was growing up, dead bodies were kept at home for one night to have family and friends pay respects and a final goodbye, instead of at a funeral home. Maybe this has changed since I was a child.
Thank you for reading and reviewing my poem,
gypsy
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