Matthew's
game of 'give and take'
Three years ago exactly,
you left
Taking with you a huge piece
of my heart and my life
as I knew it,
But you forgot to take your
'Simpson's' tapes,
your favourite fleece jacket
and your snooker cue
And you left me with your
photos, books and writings
and your clever drawings
of grumpy old men!
You took with you all of
the hopes and dreams I had
for you -
Your birthdays after 21,
wedding day and children
looking just like you
But you didn't take the
sound of your voice saying
'Hi mum, it's me',
or 'Goodnight mum, see you
in the morning'
And you left me with memories
of your laughter, your dry
sense of
humour and your sparkling
blue eyes.
You took with you warm
hugs, happy 'hellos', telephone
calls and bags
full of dirty washing,
But you didn't take the
feel of our last big hug
and the memory of
your beautiful smile
And you left me with memories
of smelly socks, your huge
appetite and
your love of peanut butter,
chocolate cake and shepherd's
pie.
You took with you my belief
that losing a child could
never happen to me
But you forgot to stop the
sun shining, the birds singing,
my heart
beating and life carrying
on all around me
And you left me with a faith
that has helped me to survive,
love that
has given me strength to
carry on, special friends
with whom I can
share my grief journey and
a belief that we will meet
again one
glorious day.
Goodnight Matthew, I'll
see you in the morning.....
Thank you for giving me
the joy of being your mother
Editor's
Note:
We want to thank Taffy Todd
for bringing Denise &
Matthew's story to our attention.
Many blessings!
