Caring for your grave,
trimming edges, pulling weeds
tending flowers.
Cleaning the headstone,
tracing the words with my fingers
‘As yet unfinished’.
The dates are ridiculous,
it hasn’t been that long.
Wounds heal, yet scars remain.
Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond
In memory of Isosceles Hammond, stillborn 28th April 1996
The Cheesesellers Wife 
What a beautiful poem. I am sorry for your loss and grief.
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Thank you Glenys
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Just beautiful.
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Tankk you Leonard
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You are most welcome.
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this is a beautiful tribute…
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Thank you
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Beautiful tribute, and my heart aches for you, too. ❤
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Thank you
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Grief lasts a long time, hopefully the memories as well.
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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