For all the things I did not say,
So much grief along the way
For all the days that drifted by
Every moment without a hi
For all the dreams you had for me
For all my dreams instead
For all I wanted to say to you
For all the things we said.
For hope on prayers to one day see
For Heaven to be real
For a meeting that we’ll one day have
For all there is to feel.
For a Mother’s Day so empty now
For a mother who has passed
For you if you can hear my cries
To rest at peace at last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Your two poems about your Mum are very moving. I hope writing them made you feel better about her passing. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.