Last Song for Lilian

Last Song for Lilian.

 

The etiquette of mourning blinds the house,

Half darkened silence whispers on the stairs;

For she, who once called each and every tune

Was caught by Death alone and unaware.

I never thought that even Death would dare.

I'll grieve for you without fine manners now,

Proud, sharp tongued, talented and grey.

Who threw her youth into the fires of rage?

Who tossed her grace and happiness away?

Who blighted hearts in blossom- tore the flower?

With all the frost of eloquence and power.

I'll give your spirit an unearned release,

A ranting, roaring, glory of a grief,

I'll give you peace, my love, I'll give you peace.

lovely piece - who's the author?  first four lines sets the prose perfectly

Me Davo. It was for my mother who died in 1981 after 11 years without my father. Her life changed when he went and she became so depressed. I have some letters that she wrote to my father during the war and I have never known anyone who was so stricken in love. This is one of the letters I have:-

thanks for sharing that CM - I believe I developed my own skill of poem writing from my father ; my mother never had any inclination to do so. He wrote some simple poetry about being first married and having his kids as they came along. As your mothers letters show - he showed very similar sentiments towards my mother and his growing family. Must dig some out