The space left by your leaving grows daily.
Each morning I look at your favorite perfume on the cabinet.
I wear it more often now.
For a long time
All I felt was numb.
In acceptance
Life went on.
The empty space was there.
Unacknowledged.
I don't know what has changed but each day now I think of you more.
I hear your voice
still guiding me
still loving me
still relying on me.
And the space left by your leaving
continues to grow.
Mum,
I miss you more each day.
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Oh this is just so lovely
written with such feeling.
Thanks Michael. It was 2 years last week.
Hardly seems that long.
Such a wonderfully emotive write Debs, thank you for sharing it.
My deepest condolences. It is not easy dealing with loss, no matter how long it has been. Beautiful poem.
Thanks so much for your kindness
You're welcome 🙂
My God this is so sentimental and felt by most readers. I thought of my own dear Mother and your words reverberate throughout my being.
A wonderful write and a pleasure to read. Thanks for posting. 🙂
Thanks Tamara. An experience shared.
Debsspot,
My deepest sympathies for your loss.
Each day I think of my dad! I’ve been without him for nine years! As each day comes and goes, I miss him more and more...as you have expressed it so well in your poem with regard to your mom!
“And the space left by your leaving continues to grow.”
“I miss you more each day.”
Thank you for sharing!
~Laura~
Thanks so much Laura.
You obviously loved your Dad very much.
Its hard but remembering keeps them with us.
Beautiful poem, and very relatable to me - I lost my Mom 6 years ago. I still think about her everyday, and as you say in your poem, I still hear her voice, and she still guides me. Thanks for sharing this!
My pleasure Viv. Glad you enjoyed it.
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