God's Plan

All I can do is wonder. 
I'll never really know. 
OI'll never get to hug her, 
and she'll never see me grow.
When I wake up tommorrow, 
this nightmare won't be gone.
I'll never have what I took for granted, 
a chance to know my Mom. 

I know I shouldn't cry, 
because that won't bring her back.
It doesn't make up for the emptiness
or the love that I lack.
I'm almost grown up now.
I did it all by myself.
But I can't help but wish
I could be like everyone else.

I'm excluded from some "special bond"
and memories to be shared.
When all I ever asked for
was to have someone who cared.
The tearstains on my pillow
outnumber memories.
The only way I know her
is to see her in my dreams.

Daddy said she loved me,
but God called her home.
I don't know why he took her, 
the only Mom I'd ever known.
I guess he has a hidden plan, 
a reason I can't see.
I'm waiting for it to come together
and work out okay for me. 

I hope I'll understand some day
just what God has in mind. 
So no matter how much I miss my mother
I'll follow God's plan and be alright.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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August 23, 2009 at 5:00 PM
Terrific write Ashley, sorry to hear about your Mom. My mother left me when i was 6. Thank you for reading 9/11. My patriotism is for all decent people, and i felt incredibly sad when i witnessed that September day, as did all of Scotland. I shall read your other remaining poems on Monday. Enjoy your evening>>James
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August 17, 2009 at 10:15 PM
Wow this poem really hit me hard because when i was 8 * currently 15* my mother died and so did my dad but wow very, very good poem ashley
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