Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Mom





I always-
missed you mom
so detached, linked
to a world not mine.

Loving me
was not an option
illness took that away
buried  deep
in a crowd of voices
only you could hear.

I know now
you’re in a different place-

Heaven it’s called and in
the midst of angels
you look down upon me
and remember that you loved me.

2 comments:

  1. The after death memory and the narrator knowing of it is a grace, a gift, a marvel.

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