I Walk With Sadness
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I love you so much mommy and was not prepared for your death
for that last gasp at life-
and the reality of it is dragging me down
the sadness within me is raw and my heart is bleeding
I feel lonely and isolated and lost . . .
floating like a balloon drifting to nowhere
does anyone truly understand my confusion- my grief
my deep sadness and my endless weeping . . .
you wore a rose pink dress and gosh you looked pretty
I can still smell the scent of all the pink roses choking me
at the cemetery it seemed a thousand birds sang just for you
and the sky was as blue as a cool lake . . .
and the breeze whispered to me your last words- I love you sweet girl
I feel most days like my legs are heavy and my insides are hallow
and I pledge to hold this sadness to my heart forever and ever
though the pain is terrible- the truth is I cannot let go of it . . .
oh mommy, I planted you a garden today- like I promised you I would
and each bloom is in memory of you . . .
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June 5, 2019
Poetry/Free Verse/I walk with sadness
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1150-106-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Going Deep Within An Emotion
sponsor, Sheri Fresonke Harper
12th Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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