Sitting helpless I can only imagine what goes through your mind.
Dear mother if I could, I'd change places with you for you are my breath
I, you're first born son.
Silence has become you.
I can only break it if for a while longer.
Your world for now is here for Heaven awaits your arrival
You are my link to all that is good and will ever be.
My sentiment is as yours.
Tears in a heartbeat, beckoned by mourning
You say be strong and so I try with words I know will come one day but please not today.
For my earthly strength mother has been you.
The suit purchased today is not for a joyous occasion.
Though your passing will be celebrated where I cannot be, I will follow when it is time.
Many shall be crushed as hearts shall give way upon your departure.
I can imagine those that have gone before you will be waiting with fond embrace.
For what has been denied them far too long will be again, theirs, this time for keeps
They say suit up for soon it will be time
Attire Black, this color worn in memory of you
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