I think of you, I pray for you,
Your birthday is coming up soon
I still want to call you
I'm reminded of you by the simplest tune
In life we didn't always see eye to eye
And for that I have a lot to answer for
But at the end we were so close
And I thank God for opening that door
They say when one door closes another opens
Well, hers closed and I'm still here
Waiting for the next door to open
I feel like my path is still unclear
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Author:
Christina (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 11th, 2018 11:49
- Comment from author about the poem: My mom has been gone for a few years now...
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I lost my mum some time ago as well so this means a lot to me - thanks Christina
Glad you liked it Michael! 🙂 Thanks for the read!
A fine write Christina.
Thanks so much orchidee!
Losing a mother can raise much uncertainty of how we may have handled family problems etc - - your honest verse will resonate with lots of readers Christina - - thank you for sharing it.
Thanks so much Fay, I appreciate your response so much!
NICE NOSTALGIC POEM ~ Chris and 5 lovely comments (mine makes 6) from 12 views ! Your poems are always well received ! Angela & I both have our Mums (& Dads) and your Poem has prompted us to care for them more ! I know you will meet your Mum again in Heaven ~ which must give you much Joy also the fact that you were reconciled before She passed over to Glory ! Thanks for sharing a personal episode in your Life. Made us think ! Hugs in he Spirit ~ Sister Angela & Brother Brian @@@@@@@
That's a very short reply from you but I'll take it! LOL Sister Christina
Thanks CHRIS for your riposte ~ sorry it was a little concise. I meant to comment in the elegant structure of your poem which complemented the Structure ! Balanced quatrains with a consistent (xaxa xbxb etc) rhyme pattern ! I was intrigued by the final line ~
I feel like my path is still unclear !
HUGS ~ Hermanos Angela & Brian ~ @@@@@@@
ANGELA and I have been to a Social & Buffet in
Physiotherapy Department tonight ~ One of her
Supervisors is retiring. She works with some very
nice people ! The People we work with day-by-day
makes a big difference to our enjoyment of JOB !
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I've lost two mothers Christina, one birth and one adoptive. I never knew my birth mother, and my adoptive I always knew, but wasn't as close as I wish we could have been. And I suppose I'm at least partially to blame. But I miss them both more than any words can describe. After reading your poem here, I see your door is wide open for you and those who love you have faith that you'll find what you're looking for upon passing through that door.
Thank you so much for that insightful reply AP! I appreciate you opening yourself up to me. Thanks again!!
All part of the healing process Christina. You're welcome.
Very good write, that door is still open as she is still looking down on you with her love.
Thanks so much, Andy, it means a lot!
I loved this, I think she is just on the other side of the door, waiting for you to knock.
Thank you so much laser, for the read. I appreciate your reply!
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