Grief
In the lonely shadows of the night
I sleep...only to wake to memories.
Lost from my life is a cornerstone.
A cornerstone that I called Mother
No more can I touch her face
Or laugh at memories of what once was.
For never again will I hear her voice
Nor be able to say -- "I love you."
It is very lonesome in this span of time
Such a private thing, a weight called sorrow
I weep in silence, as if a child again.
I...long an adult, seek the security of my Mother
Her departure felt like a deep well of pain.
Some days I forget and know grief fades
I never got to say good-by. She left too soon.
© Vickey Stamps
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