Another one for Mom
Mom
Was it four years ago
Only four
When you were in the kitchen, insisting on helping with the dishes
You took so long
Running the disposal dry for minutes at a time.
Was it three years ago
Only three
In the cold, you in your green trenchcoat and walker
And I took you to a Chinese restaurant
For your latest obsession, orange chicken.
You hugged the waitress and told her you loved her.
Was it two years ago
Only two
When I was feeding you ice cream in bed
Sugar free, but we didn’t tell you that.
You ate it all, every time if I let you.
You told us you weren’t sick.
Was it one year ago
Only one?
We’d asked you if you were done with meds
And you nodded an emphatic yes
One of the last things you said.
We held your blue fingers
And watched you fade.
I miss you
I miss you
I hated to see you suffer
I was glad you got to go
But I still miss you.
Days go by
I’ve made new friends
I’ve found new joys
I am blossoming in new ways
You would be proud
You were always proud.
I haven’t missed out on anything
But I miss so much.
You were always easy to talk to
You knew things
I bet everything I have uncovered for myself
You already knew.
A really beautiful tribute to your mom.
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Thank you ❤ I may have cried a little when I wrote it… but I'm not telling anyone that…
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I got teary eyed reading this. So poignant. And beautiful.
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❤ Glad I'm not the only one…
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Hugs and loves to you!!! ❤
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Thank you dearest ^_^
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One of my favourites of all you’ve written. Aside from the obvious and beautifully written emotion in it, I love the structure of the poem. Really works well.
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Thank you! I am always happy to get your feedback on these things 🙂
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You write so beautifully about Mom. It makes me cry every time but I feel better when I read her life
in your words because it makes my memories feel real. Please write more about her. Have you posted her first poem?
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I can deny anyone but you, dearest ❤ I'll post her elegy poem tonight.
I'll certainly write more about her… every time I am capable. Sometimes I feel like everything I write is about her, in an oblique way.
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What a touching to tribute to your mother; I am so sorry for your loss but I think she is looking down smiling at this beautiful poem
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Thank you, I appreciate your kind words 😊
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Wow lovely piece
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Thank you Michael! ^_^
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Sarah,
My heart hugs your heart. My mom will be gone two years Nov. 3. She began slipping away in Sept. It makes this time of the year really difficult for me. I’m so sorry for both of our losses. Still waiting for it to get easier. Your writing is extraordinary and I know your Mom is so proud of you!
Mona
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Thank you so much, Mona 💙 You are so kind!
I’m sorry to hear about your mom too. Since she was your mom, I’ll bet she was amazing! May you heal well. Hugs
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I teared up reading this. I see my mom gradually being taken away from me by dementia. This is so beautiful and heartfelt. Hugs
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Oh no, that’s tough! All hugs and brownies and emotional support and good things to you. ♥️♥️♥️ Everyone’s story is a little different, but know you are not alone. Hugs and loves
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Thank you so much for your hugs, brownies and your support. It means so much to me. Yes, the stories are slightly different but the heartbreak is same. It feels good to know that I am not alone and can share. I am truly touched.
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Just…wow… 💔
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she is so very proud, I would be so proud to have a daughter like you, blossoming indeed you are – very touching words
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❤
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Reblogged this on Go Dog Go Café and commented:
Paul Sunstone chose this piece for Pay It Forward Thursday
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What a lovely and touching tribute.
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This is lovely, Sarah. Do you know Christina Rossetti’s poem, Remember?
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann’d:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
I recited it at my mother’s funeral, since it described the way she wanted us to feel after she died. I think your Mom would want the same thing for you… but it’s hard. My heart goes out to you xx
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Beautifully written🙏🏻
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So touching, I had year’s in my eyes. A reminder that time is precious and make the moments count while we still can.
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I’m glad that it held something valuable to you ♥️
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😊❤️
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Well done, Sarah. You know how much you loved her by how deeply you feel the loss. I am sure she knew how much. What a beautiful way you expressed it. Yes, I’m sure she was always very proud.
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Thank you, Eponine ❤ ❤
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This iis a great post
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