Poem: Remembering Mum.

Remembering Mum.

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My mum died a year ago

And I miss her still

Although it is sweet now

Rather than a reason to cry.

I was left an engagement ring,

Beautiful, but frail and thin

With a cracked stone in the shoulder.

I took the decision to remount it

And wondered if I would regret that,

Lose the connection to her

When I could have kept it locked up in the box.

It was picked up yesterday

From a local jewellery designer

And it is beautiful.

I shall wear it all my life

And remember her without thinking.

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