For a mother …



She left me,

with only the thoughts of her embrace to warm me,

in frigid mornings of tomorrows yet to come.



She left me,

with her words of tender truths to shroud me,

in the coming evenings of stabbing sleet and hail.



She left me,

yet she stays forever within me,


in my waking dreams

and in my restful thoughts,

she stays forever within me,

she remains an abiding part,


of the love,

the pain,

the tears,


thus we shall never, ever be truly apart.