December 17, 2008

Heart strings tug and strum a piece of melancholy The mind vacillates from lovely days long past to today's bitter reality Longing for that loving, motherly touch Oh, so quick to get me line when I was out. That touch that I still thank God I had a chance to feel and why I am missing you so much That touch, yes, that sweet touch, so motherly I see you working all day to only come home to clean and cook, and still have time for us amid your tank being on empty Oh, how you would be so beside yourself at my baseball and basketball games You didn't mean any harm; you just did not want your only son to get hurt and just a chance to hear the announcer say my name December 17, 2008 was cold, cloudy and so dreary Just as that day, my heart was cold and void of that radiant light that had kept me so dreamy "Time heals all", "It gets better with time", now this is all I've heard and all I continue to hear Well, you all lied 'cause here I sit today and it still hurts like hell, brother still trying to get in gear December 17, 2008, I knew my life would never be the same I tried to prepare myself and be strong but why do I feel like such a lame December 17, 2008, time literally stood still Trying to pick up the pieces, but somehow I keep asking myself, "Is this for real?" December 17, 2008: mother Earth lost a dear queen A woman so full of substance, strength and love, Yes, my dear Lorine