I did study Higher English at secondary school and we would have studied poetry at one point, but I'm not really a fan of poetry and it wouldn't really be something I'd choose to read. However, I did get thinking about poetry, and this is the first thing I thought of...
Shortly after my mum died, I saw a counsellor at a local Cruse Bereavement Centre. She (I think her name was Mary, but I may be wrong) was such a lovely lady and after a number of sessions I started to cope a bit better and was able to look ahead to the future. One week she gave me a piece of paper with a poem on it, and I still have this to this day pinned to a frame that sits in my room with a few passport photos of my mum and a picture I drew of her when I was 4 years old. I don't know who it is by, but I'll share it with you now...
"Those we love remain with us,
For love itself lives on
And cherished memories never fade
Because a loved one's gone.
Those we love can never be
More than a thought apart,
For as long as there is memory
They'll live on in the heart"
