Donna Nimmo

Happy Mothers Day In Heaven - Poem by Donna Nimmo

I reached for your hand, It wasn’t there
I needed your heart, you didn’t care
I was born to you, you couldn’t love me
I was a mistake, you needed to be free

I don’t blame you, life dealt you a bad deal
You never knew love, and could not heal
Abandoned yourself, a very young child
You needed your freedom, to be wild

Trapped like a wild animal all your life
So much burden to have children and be a wife
Made bad choices, abuse was all you knew
The worst of mankind is what you drew

You never healed from being a kid
I couldn’t understand back then, things you did
My biggest fear growing up, was being like you
I was so broken, but finally pulled through

You couldn’t accept my love till you got old and sick
I wanted your love through then and thick
I took care of you till the very end, my heart breaking
I needed your love, and it was finally there for the taking

So I want you to know if you can see me up there
You will always be in my heart, I’ll always care
Do I forgive you, I’m haunted by losing you again
I feel so lucky for the short time, before it had to end

It’s been two years now, I still carry the pain
I’ve always loved you, and it wasn’t in vane
The cemetery is painful, I know you aren’t there
But I can talk to you, please know I care.

Your life was tragic and so was mine
I’ve broken the curse and continue to shine
I hope you have, a wonderful mothers day
You’re with God now, and not others prey

So I say goodbye, once again for now
I’ll see you again, this I vow!

By Dogs4donna

© 2007 Dogs4donna (All rights reserved)

Comments about Happy Mothers Day In Heaven by Donna Nimmo

  • Rookie Cassandra Lee (5/7/2007 7:48:00 PM)

    very sad poem, the first couple verses remind me to much of my mom and I.
    anyways, it has alot of meaning, thx. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 26 Points Rajaram Ramachandran (5/7/2007 7:44:00 PM)

    A painful one to read, but the feelings of a heart flows openly. If there is no mother there is no son. Still, Mother is the best of all the creations of God. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 7, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 23, 2011

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