|General Poetry posted November 20, 2017|
Losing a mother is being alone forever.
Mom's wish, not mine, was that she be cremated. I honored her request. I found her passed away, a vision that will haunt me forever. This very urn is in a special place surrounded always by flowers. Every day, I speak to mom when I pass by it and unconsciously await a reply. You only have one mom and a hole is left that can not be filled when she is gone and only memories remain. Rest in peace, Mom, I love you and will see you again...Pays one point and 2 member cents.
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