A Passing

seeing... witnessing...watching...a passing too embedded in there life's...too lost in there emotions fillings unwilling to surface...yet easy to subside looking into there eyes as they hide from whats to come...a life passing to know you have this time...a moment...now and to let it go I could if it were me, if it was I only because I been there years have past and I can still fill the time we shared before her passing it hurt...it hurts...but I got so much out of it it was her time, it was hard and it's something I never forget to share a moment, a look, even a smile...while passing I missed, I miss but I had no remorse no hard fillings there was no could of should of no ifs at all just memories of a moment...of a time...of her passing if you knew what would you say? what wouldn't you say? what do you want to know?what do you want unknown? if you knew...like now...before her passing I never wanted it to come...how do you say goodbye it's mom...she's my heart...my every thing...how but I did it, I asked, I listened, and I understood her passing easy never, but I never seen some one do with such grace she knew, she welcomed it she was always my hero and she did it again should what it was like to live and how to embrace life's passing so I get angry when some one won't see whats before them how they know what really is the meaning of life fortune and fame, good times and bad, the birth and the passing you live...you cherish every moment...with nothing taken for granted the hand dealt should always be played it's yours... I just wish I make them see be with her help her and understand this passing the tears that flow should only be for missing not remorse memories shouldn't go by...moments should never be alone in life and in death she knew words embrace moments heal and love is ever lasting.