My Mother Was Love

by Corinne   Nov 2, 2009

This is the piece I plan to read at my mother's funeral tomorrow

My Mother Was Love

My mother was love
Her love spoke softly and gently with words
Loudly and fiercely with her heart

We knew her grace and patience
As a mother, sister, wife and friend

She loved the parents who traveled across the ocean
To make a better life

She loved her children
Whom she didn't always understand
But still accepted and embraced

She loved her husband
He took care of her
And she, him until he left this life

She loved her friends
She loved bingo, even though she seldom won
She loved doing puzzles, reading and rummy
She loved to sing
Whether standards, or The Beatles
Singing moved her, and we smiled
When she lifted her voice
And our spirits, in song

She was glamorous and beautiful as a movie star
Yet wasn't above making funny faces

She bore emotional and physical pain
With dignity and quiet courage

There is a picture of a waterfall
With a quotation from Corinthians
That hangs in the room I slept in last night
That says what I've been trying to say here:

"Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast
It is not proud"

So I say
My Mother Was Love

November 1, 2009


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  • 8 years ago

    by Francine

    That was so so beautiful.

  • 8 years ago

    by Cindy

    What a beautiful tribute to your mother. The ending is perfect. our Mother's are love.
    This has so much emotion. It brought tears to my eyes. I can't imagine being without my mom. My thoughts are with you.
    Take care

  • 8 years ago

    by Sylvia

    Corrine, please accept my condolences. I am sorry that your mother passed away. This is a lovely and wonderful tribute to her.

  • 8 years ago

    by Dixiedaisy

    I know how how deeply emotional this piece was to write for you. This poem speaks of those little things that make our mothers unique in their own way. It brings the basics that regardless of the situation they take in stride whatever life throws at them with dignity and courage. It grows us, as they are growing. Your words are absolutely beautiful and I know your mother is smiling. As hard as it is to realize that they are gone it is a sense of relief to know they are at peace. I know it is hard to put into words something that you feel would bring her justice. You have definitely done that with this beautiful write dear. Peace and comfort to you in this difficult time and know that we are hear for you.


  • 8 years ago

    by Ingrid de Klerck

    A true mother is indeed that and more, Corinne..she accepts her children no matter how they turn out to be and by doing so she sets their souls free.

    Something tells me your mama was a beautiful human being and I wish you strength for the time to come, I feel you will miss her dearly.

    Beautiful words you wrote in her honor, girl.

    God bless,

    5/5 Ingrid