I feel the ache of your absence
In every day
I have good days and I smile thinking of you
Laugh at the good times we had and I hear your voice in my head
Then it hits me just as I’m going to ring you
You’re gone and I will never hear your voice again
I will never feel your hugs
The tears come and I can be anywhere the bus , the supermarket and I try to hold them back , it’s futile .
Even though I’m a grown woman with a grown daughter of my own
I just want my mum to give me a hug and tell me the pain will dull at some point
Now you’re gone I wish I could speak with you even more
-Angelina Galeano-
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Author:
apete4010 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My mum passed away in December . Writing about the grief helps me .
- Category: Sad
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Full of the feeling of loss that only a gone Mum can leave behind - my heart goes out to you in your relentless grief dear poet-friend........ keeping the writing going does help to a measure. Hugs of condolence - - from Fay xx
Thank you Fay x
A thoughtful write A. The title says 'Not You're Gone'. Could be OK, meaning you still sense your Mum's presence somehow. Or change the 'Not' to 'Now'?
Thank you orchidee , I’ve corrected it . Thanks for your input .
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