In Spirit Here
Grateful for the things He spared
Of time and you to sky I stare
A moment mine, quiet in thought
Today deep sighs with me caught up
Dear mom, its been a hard six months
Your absence felt today amongst
Your brood who stayed behind that feels
Great loss, your scent, our life's appeal
I still turn to my phone and dial
*86, password, spend a short while
To hear whats stored still mine to keep
Since you passed on, you're final sleep
I press the phone against my ear
To help extend, my time to hear
For two short messages I still have you
As once in life you had me too
The holiday won't be the same
Without you mom who gave our names
As six of yours had to let go
This write written for you to know
I miss you mom, the best of me
No less better you're part decreed
Whose sentiment was born of thee
Your character instilled in me
Though in thoughts I know your well
Down here, absence causes dry spells
Of laughter and the love you shared
Of all whose heart your picture bares
You're in a better place all say
I'm sure you are but for today
I'd feel better if I could see
A glimpse of you closer to me
Soon I'll come to visit you
At place of rest, on stone bench too
That may give some peace of mind
At rest, at last, we'll spend some time
I'll look at picture yours, of days
When beautiful on earth did play
A score of life composed by you
Dear mom I miss, help walk me through
A Merry Christmas, without you...
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