I am really missing you today Mommy, I am melancholy,
So I took the bus for that long, long journey;
It took me most of the day to get to the cemetery,
All the headstones were buried in the white.
But I knew the path to you.
I trudged in the knee deep snow to that place of tears,
The wind blowing wispy filigree snow in my face;
And I fell to my knees in front of your tomb, your grave,
I placed a blood red rose in the white snow.
And I wept for what I have lost.
Long I stayed there with my tears frozen on my cheek,
And my raven hair lost in the north winds;
Then I got up and I knew that my quest had no purpose,
For you are not in this cold place of tombs.
You are safe in my heart forever.
" And I will recall your arms last embrace,
until this heart stops beating . . . . "
March 15, 2014
Entered into the contest, Poems for Mommy, sponsor Leonora Galinta