Treasure Island

Stephanie Stephens


Who knew what began as only a cold would be the beginning of a life threatening journey; one that would devastate us all? If we had only a hint of the horror to come, we would've been on our knees, by your side and praying days before. Because we are not gifted with this insight, we are all together, yet each feeling as alone at the same time. Unable to fathom the possibility of losing our truly beloved mother, sister, wife, daughter, grandmother and most of all, our best friend. What would we do if the great Lord above decided that He has waited long enough to have you by His side? Someone as wonderful as you doesn't seem to stretch far enough to satisfy us all. I can only pray, selfishly begging our Lord to share you with us a while longer. I cannot say that you haven; t given me enough. I know you have prepared me to be a great person, just like the most perfect mother would. But the love that has grown inside me for you is burning like a wildfire. A fire that was created by the warmth of your love. Without you near, without that warmth, my tears are so many, this fire is no match for my sorrow. How will it survive without you? How will I? How will we? Please don't go!

Submitted: Thursday, June 12, 2014

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I wrote this poem while sitting in a motel room across the street from the hospital where my mother's lifeless body lay. I wrote down all my sorrowful thoughts and feelings. I wrote all that I wanted to say to my mother, but couldn't. It was too late. Her cold turned into a respiratory and ear infection. The ear infection cause a spinal meningitis. And the meningitis caused her to go brain dead at 54 tears old. All her love, life and beauty stolen away from us in one week!

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  • Saadat Tahir (6/12/2014 3:48:00 PM)

    devastating explanation....
    you have vented your feelings so expressively and in such a nice fluid format.
    it may not strictly be poetry...but poetic it is...and geared to bring sorrow to the reading heart.

    nice lines
    may you get over your pain and loss...
    blessings (Report) Reply

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