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Jacqueline, my mother
Poetry/Free Verse/Haibun/Forgiveness
Copyright Protected, ID 07-1657-301-03
All Rights Reserved, 2024, Constance La France
Written, July 03, 2024
For the International Contest, Same Poem, Different Form
Sponsor, Crystol Woods, Judged 07/05/2024
FIRST PLACE
"Time is flying so forgive yourself and all;
for death is forever, ever and you do not
want to take any regrets to eternity ...."
Quote by _ Poet
I Was The One: Free Verse
mother had been sick for years, years
her body ravaged in time
but oh what a strength, dignity and courage
she fought to live her life
her laughter was music to the soul
then- a fall at home
the doctors said
she will not survive the surgery
and I was lost in a sea of memories of us
mother, I pray for your 'forgiveness'
as it was me,
I had to let you go . . .
and it never leaves me
it was me who made that decision
to set you free
to turn off life support
I was the one. . .
there was nothing I could do
to change your fate
for I would have done anything
even given my own life
my heart was stabbed with
a blood-soaked knife
that has left deep scars on my soul
and with each breath the machine took
I kept praying for a miracle . . .
the memories of that day still twirl and swirl
I prayed_ Lord why, why this woman
she is so kind and gentle and loved
can you 'forgive' me mother
for letting you go . . .
the life support was turned off
and in the silence of that room, you sighed once
leaving forever
mom, my love always . . .
Forgiveness: Haibun
Mother had been sick for years, years. Her body ravaged in time. But, oh what
a strength, dignity and courage. She fought to live. Her life, her laughter was
music to the soul. Then- a fall at home, the doctor she will not survive the
surgery. And I was lost in a sea of memories of us. Mother, I pray for your
'forgiveness.' As it was me, I had to let you go and it never leaves me. It was
me who made that decision to set you free, to turn off life support. I was the
one . . . there was nothing I could do to change your fate for I would have done anything, even given my own life. My heart was stabbed with a- blood
soaked knife that has left deep scars on my soul. And with each breath the machine took I kept praying for a miracle . . . the memories of that day still
twirl and swirl. I prayed_ Lord why, why this woman she is so kind and gentle
and loved. Can you 'forgive' me mother for letting you go. The life support was turned off and in the . . .
silence of that room
you sighed leaving forever ...
mom, my love always
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2024
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