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And yet you can never prepare for this

grietmamaBW

Mieke Couckuyt
24/03/1949 - 20/01/2013

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum,
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message She is Dead,
Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

She was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever : I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now : put out every one ;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Comments

( 9 were saying — Yeeeees? )
littlemoose
20th Jan, 2013 20:31 (UTC)
*hugs tight* I'm so sorry hon.
blueboxfever
20th Jan, 2013 20:58 (UTC)
*holds you tight*
irmelin
20th Jan, 2013 22:16 (UTC)
I am so sorry. I wish you all the strength to cope with this. *hugs*
zurcherart
20th Jan, 2013 23:10 (UTC)
I'm so sorry. That is a beautiful and great picture.
jamaisneutral
21st Jan, 2013 07:58 (UTC)
Thank you. It was from our wedding day. She didn't particularly like having her picture taken, so we had to be sneaky.
pinguthegreek
21st Jan, 2013 08:44 (UTC)
The best way to get a picture is that way. I'm glad you have some good memories to keep and share with the boys. Much love from here.
undergroundsea
21st Jan, 2013 09:17 (UTC)
So quick. Many kind thoughts flowing your way x
hnpcc
21st Jan, 2013 20:13 (UTC)
I am so sorry. Thinking of you and your family.

madscot
21st Jan, 2013 21:22 (UTC)
We were hiding behind the town hall door with her... *hugs you all so tight*
( 9 were saying — Yeeeees? )