Forget Me Not


After my first breath I was placed in her loving arms and it was there I would always find the most comfort.  She was the first one to hold my tiny hand in hers and the first one to calm me as I cried.  She gave me life and now the only thing I can do is celebrate her life.  My mom passed away on March 7th, 2014.  I thought words would flood my brain to help release the pain of losing her but none would come until now.


You left us in the early hours,

so peacefully your spirit would roam.

Through a gentle wind and the rising sun,

He called to take you home.

A ladder was built for your journey to light,

each rung meant to make you content.

While bathed in the glowing light of rebirth,

you gracefully began your ascent.

Loving arms awaited  you there,

curling you into their embrace.

Heaven welcomed an angel back home,

 rejoicing her love and her grace.

You leave behind your spirit and joy,

in those who loved you each day.

While our days will be saddened by the emptiness we feel,

we know we will see you someday.


Jane Eleanore Nairn – May 21, 1940 – March 7, 2014

43 thoughts on “Forget Me Not

  1. My thoughts and prayers are with you Susan, as you learn how to live without your Mom’s physical presence, but be assured…her spirit will ALWAYS be with you! I talk to my Mom’s photo, since I can’t call her! Your poem was beautiful…you are a writer!!

  2. Susan, my heart goes out to you. My mom passed 10 years ago this June, and not a day since has gone by that I haven’t wished I could talk to her for just a few minutes. And I do talk to her, just in a different way now. Sending you hugs and wishing you a peaceful heart as you make this difficult transition.

  3. Oh, Susan, I’m so sorry. Your beautiful poem brought tears to my eyes. I know there’s nothing I can write that will make you feel better, but know my thoughts are with you.

  4. Sue that is a beautiful poem for a beautiful women. Your mom was a great lady and I know she will be missed by a whole lot of people. Hugs and best wishes.

  5. Beautiful tribute, touching. I’m so sorry for your loss. I am terrified of the day I lose my own mother, so I can’t even begin to imagine what you’re going through. I’m here for you if you need me.

      • Yeah, I tend to be the kind to delve into the memories and photos and really put myself through the process. It helps me. Let me know if there’s anything I can do for you.

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