Spring Alone Poem by Natasa To

Spring will be lonely without my mom
For she died in home, and she was my life.
She seemed for all to start to recover
But died suddenly without warning
A life alone I was about to discover.

It will be lonely this Spring, lonely and lonely
She died old never to love me.
I now watch others prepare for Spring joys
Out to the shops stocking up with food.
Or out buying perfume, jumpers and toys.

What the future holds nobody knows
My love for her only grows and grows.
I think of her both night and day
And when I take her dog for a walk
For in my heart she will always stay.

I spend my time at the foot of her grave
Thinking of the love to me that she gave.
Of soft the times we went out for a walk,
An afternoon drive in the countryside,
Or sat in a café over coffee where we would talk.

But Spring will come and Spring will go
And Spring joy to others I must still show.
For Spring is about a new born child
Brought into this world so meek and so mild
To bring about healing for people like me