Mother Forgive Me
Mother, I pray for your forgiveness as it was me,
I had to let you go and it never leaves my mind;
It was me who made the decision to set you free,
I was the one they came seeking for papers to sign.
There was nothing I could do to change your fate,
I would have done anything even given my own life;
The decision was so difficult and it could not wait,
My heart was stabbed with a blood-soaked knife.
With each gasping, breath you took in this world,
I kept asking is there nothing that can be done;
Oh I hated what had to be, it still twirls and whirls,
I asked the Lord why, why did I have to be the one.
Can you forgive me mother, for letting you go,
You were so kind and sweet and I loved you so.
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September 24, 2015
Poetry/Modern Sonnet/It Was Me, Mother
Copyright Protected, ID 09-7117-40-24
All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France
For the Standard contest, Forgiveness,
sponsor, Craig Cornish, Judged 2015
Fourth Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2015
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