Dear Mom(A Sons Goodbye)

Life is delicate like a rose on a cool fall morning then without warning life is taken away. I cry not for the rose who's petals lay scattered at me feet but for everything else that has perished.. I cry for the leaves who's leaves crush like power in my hand and for the flowers which droop and sag... A mother who left this world too soon and for her pain in till death finely came... The world is a lot different place with you gone... But a son has to move on he can't keep thinking something wrong... He can't keep being sad and blue don't worry I'll always love you... I'll never forget the love we shared and how much you cared... I love you