Here she sits my grieving mother, in life she loved me like no other. In death she cannot comprehend , without me how to live again. My mother once vibrant and strong Her days are now painful and long. She struggle a daily with pain and sorrow Doing her best to outlive tomorrow Yes, I am missed by family friends and others Theres something unique in the heart of a grieving mother. She relives that day over and again Knowing all the while her heart will never mend. Yes, she was different before Before grief and sorrow knocked down her door She thinks of me often with pain and joy She often wonders why my sweet boy? The son she raised, loving and true I left her without me, any clue Why? She asks from morning till night This is so wrong, this cant be right!!!!! I wish she could see me resting in peace Then she might feel a sense of relief Relief from the doubts She did nothing wrong Release from regrets They do not belong Yes this is my mother Respect her grief For her heart is shattered beyond belief. For you Samuel: my first child, my first love
Posted on: Tue, 13 Jan 2015 04:26:44 +0000
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