The Watcher

(4 Posts)
KissesBreakingWave Mon 03-Feb-14 19:19:24

Grandma's funeral in the morning. My uncle, her son, is reading this, by Margaret Widdemer:

She always leaned to watch for us,
Anxious if we were late,
In winter by the window,
In summer by the gate.

And though we mocked her tenderly,
Who had such foolish care,
The long way home would seem more safe
Because she waited there.

Her thoughts were all so full of us,
She never could forget!
And so I think that where she is
She must be watching yet.

Waiting till we come home to her,
Anxious if we are late,
Watching from Heaven’s window,
Leaning on Heaven’s gate.

Nothing but the plain truth of the woman. Manly tears have been shed, even though I've no belief in heaven. Thought I'd put it here for anyone who's lost someone it fits.

xxMrsCxx Mon 03-Feb-14 19:24:17

Beautiful smile Hope tomorrow goes ok, big hugs xx

everlong Tue 04-Feb-14 14:17:39

Beautiful.
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KissesBreakingWave Tue 04-Feb-14 23:48:17

All went well, not even my disgraceful shit of a cousin managed to get in the way of an excellent send-off for a much-loved old lady. And, yes, the poem set all the waterworks off. It's how we ALL remembered her.

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