If i didn't say goodbye,
it wouldn't bè real.
I couldn't say goodbye,
because for me it would never be real.
11 years later and still its not real.
But missing you dearly.
That's real.
Thinking of you every day that's real.
I found and picked up a Penny today.
Was that you sending luck my way?
What is happening to me?
I can hardly remember you anymore.
'Heck' i can just barely remember me,
or what day/month/even year it may be.
Even though your gone, i want to get to know you.
See if you were like me.
As i waved to a magpie, 3rd one this month.
I can't help but wonder. Yet again, as i shudder.
Then it start's to rain and thunder.
I smile... :)
Stealing my thought's.
Where was i?
Oh yes.. Rain&thunder Then i shudder.
Deja-vu as i wonder.
Tryin to remember, just as i forget.
More and more as i do.
Even my closest memories
My memories of you. XxX
- Author: Melissa Taylor (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 18th, 2018 04:05
- Comment from author about the poem: -I wrote this thinking about my Mom,\r\n who passed away when i was 16-
- Category: Family
- Views: 29
Comments1
What a sad age to lose your mother but this is a beautiful tribute - she'll never disappear......
Thankyou for your lovely comment
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