Thursday, January 27, 2011

The Thoughts of Nanushka by Nan Witcomb

I asked the celebrant to read this poem at my Nan's funeral.

To mourn too long
for those we love
is self indulgent –
but to honour their memory
with a promise
to live a little better
for having known them,
gives purpose to their life –
and some reason
for their death….

Nan and I on my 1st birthday.

1 comment:

Iris Flavia said...

That´s very beautiful, thanks for sharing, Sarah!