A Mothers Grief
The tears that I have cried today,
Are less than the day before.
Fewer than the previous week,
And I'll be shedding more.
My tears, they come
From grief, You see.
For I am very sad,
I've lost my oldest son, and now
It it all keeps going bad.
My son was taken way too soon
I really wish he'd stayed
To add to all the memories
that we could have ever made.
I won't get to see him get married,
Or to truly fall in love,
Or to hear his own child call him dad
And look at him with pure love.
My heart has broken open,
And has spilled out on the floor
Shattered in a hundred pieces,
A thousand, or maybe even more
I feel like I am dying
From this pain I feel inside
I am feeling broken,
Since the day my baby died.
Its gotten hard to function,
To get through each new day,
I don't know how I'll get through it,
But I gotta find a way
The emptiness I feel inside
Is a hole I'll never fill
My son would want me
To go on, and so for him, I will.
12/20/2019
Copyright © Mary Taylor | Year Posted 2020
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