All That Was Her
Poet Oliver Wright wrote this funeral poem for his mother’s funeral. It is a beautiful way to say goodbye to a wonderful mom
All That Was Her
Where’s she gone, the one we knew,
The one we knew and loved,
Who knew us all and loved us all –
Where now is all that love?
Where now her smile? Where now her frown?
Her bright, resounding laugh?
Ah, all are gone, by time undone;
All that was her is past.
Down the stream we drifted,
And saw her on the shore;
Around a bend we drifted,
And saw her then no more.
And yet still she stands there
Still stands beside the shore.
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