I cant believe its 3 years mummy, this year so far has been one to remember with a worldwide deathly pandemic which has literally changed everything that we thought we knew about life, turned it upside down and inside out. I am gllad that you aren't here to see this, I think that you would be utterly dismayed. I have river and jamie and we spend time together when we can and are a little unit. jamie is doing so well and has great people looking after him. river is without doubt my sunshine and reminds me everyday, again that no matter how weird the world is the sun rises and sets every day jist as its always done and we have to go on. i so wish you'd met him, you would love him. i think about you, tiggy and lillie every day and i know that you are a unit up there too, there's nobody else can look after them for me, only nana! this poem still says everything that I want to, i hope you like it too. Open in app Get started Poem of the day Responses (3) To respond to this story, get the free Medium app. Open in app Tom Morrison 5 months ago This has *always* been my favorite piece of poetry. I frequently read it at Memorial Services through the 80s & 90s. Just hearing the cadence will make me tear up. Thank you for this post. 50 Patrick Ibrahim over 1 year ago Mr andrews “loves” achi 50 jstar312 3 months ago For nothing now can ever come to any good her dispare "); background-size: 1px 1px; background-position: 0px calc(1em + 1px);">W. H. Auden: “Funeral Blues” Tania Sheko Aug 2, 2018 · 1 min read Abbas Kiarostami, Roads, Rain and Glass, Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message ‘He is Dead’. Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; For nothing now can ever come to any good. I love you to the moon and back and I know that you do visit sometimes and let me feel you around, there was the visit with the black tea aswell! all my love, Claire xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Wow 2 years where did that go. It definitely doesn't get easier I miss you more every day and I grow prouder of you every day. If I can have even some of your courage and tenacity and spirit then I'll be blessed. I love you mum sending such big cuddles to heaven today for you xxxxxxxxxxxx

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