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I Miss Our Conversations, MomI miss our conversations, Mom even more so today, it is a year today I lost you today's the day you went away. I still can't believe you're gone I sat out in my yard and cried, even tried my best to keep busy it was my hurt, I couldn't hide. I called nanny and grampie to make sure they were okay, but there was no answer at their house there are so many things I wanted to say. I miss our conversations, Mom I wish you were here to dry my tears, you would know just how to comfort me like you have done, for so many years. Why does it have to hurt so much when you end up losing a loved one? I know you are still here with me, Mom looking out for me beneath the sun. Even now, when I write this I feel like crying, with all of my heart, hoping to see you when I turn around and to never again be apart. Copyright Cynthia Jones May.31/2009 I lost my Mom exactly a year ago today. When will the hurting ever stop? She's always on my mind and I can't seem to think straight. :'o( Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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