Fusayo Butko

(El Paso, Texas)

Where Has My Mother Gone? - Poem by Fusayo Butko

Where has my mother gone? I haven't heard from her,
no letters and no phone calls,
When autumn winds begin to blow,
I think of her even more,
I held my mother's hands,
Warm, hard, tight, hard working hands.

On a windy night, I was scared and lonely.
My mother held me tightly, and we slept together,
More than anyone else, my mother prayed
For my complete happiness.

I saw her a year ago, sleeping so soundly.
Couldn't bear to wake her, I kissed her.
I hope you live long-----long, I want to see you again.
I stared at my mother's face,
Her face reflecting a hard, hard life,

I called mother! Mother!
There is no answer, only an echo from far away
Where has my mother gone?
Cold, Cold, Autumn winds.

Comments about Where Has My Mother Gone? by Fusayo Butko

  • Rookie Mary Nagy (3/25/2005 8:01:00 PM)

    I totally relate! ! It's hard to accept if you have a mother out there that has no interest in you....believe me, I know. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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