My Mother Said

my Mother said life is not meant to be easy I look for him still in a crowd in a group of young boys In my dreams you can go through your whole life collecting days but none of those days can replace the one you wish you had back one more day, one more hug you gave your forever in such a short time now where you used to be there is a big hole when your child dies you bury that child deep in your heart it takes strength to get through grief to grab hold of hope and let it pull you through look around almost everyone bears a cross on their shoulders do not smother your sorrow to live is to blend hanging on and letting go