I have been lucky so far, and not experienced the kind of loss you are dealing with, but my heart goes out to you.
One song that comes to mind is Stuart Stott's "Music in my Mother's House" (not in the DT but can be found in a thread) -- one verse in particular:
Those days come back so clearly, although I'm far away She gave me the kind of gift I love to give away When my mother died, she'd sung her last song We sat in the living room singing all night long.
Singing la-la; la-la Singing the front porch songs Singing the old torch songs La-la; la-la Singing the hymns to send her home.
The other song that comes to mind is Bob Franke's Thanksgiving Eve (in the DT [0.7742]:
It's so easy to dream of the days gone by It's a hard thing to think of the times to come But the grace to accept every moment as a gift Is a gift that is given to some
What can you do with your days But work and hope Let your dreams bind your work to your play What can you do with each moment of your life But love 'till you've loved it away Love 'till you've loved it away.
There are sorrows enough for the whole world's end There are no guarantees but the grave But the life that I live and the times that I spend Are a treasure too precious to save.
As it was, so it is, as it is shall it be, And it shall be while lips that kiss have breath; Many waters indeed only nurture Love's seed And its flower overshadows the power of death.
Perhaps you already have come up with these songs yourself, but thought I'd mention them. Hope they may offer some small comfort.