A Love Lost And Found Poem by Joel Woodard

She left on a wisp it was my absolute last wish if only I could have given her one last kiss for I hadn't known how much I'd miss
My mother was my rock the only one who could make me stop but now I keep falling without any rock to help me block
Now my mother rests in a ceramic dish, so cold and blue not so reflective of her bright soul turned to mist
I put my goals on lock as I stare at the clock waiting for my life turn anew, but even after I did all I could do I still feel like a fool
But all days aren't filled with the feeling of a dark empty hole, one day i even gave the dice a roll to see if someone could fill the role
By some amazing shock I found a new rock, now I share with her all my deepest shame and helps lessen the blame
She's my sweetheart my swain and I would give anything to further her gain even if it causes me pain.