Mom, I Saw Your Face Today
Mom, I saw your face today,
looking down on me.
From your picture frame,
you had just turned sweet sixteen.
Even with that smile,
which always reminds me
of your baby girl,
our sister kristi Lee.
I could see that you were sad.
It was there in your eyes.
Your smile failed to reach,
eyes, blue as the sky.
I wish I had been there,
to be your best friend.
We could have talked for hours,
laughed away our cares.
I'm not speaking of,
just when you were in your teens.
But, when I was at home,
is what I really mean.
I know I can't go back
and fix my past mistakes.
But, I wish I could,
for, both our sakes.
Each time we hugged goodbye
and I was off to school,
your eyes smiled at me.
Why is life so cruel?
To make the Angels suffer,
to earn their wings.
Cancer stole your breath.
Yet, your soul did sing.
There's loneliness in me without you.
But, memories of us remain.
At least I can talk to you,
in your antique silver frame.
Now as I look again,
I see the mischievous way,
your eyes enhance your smile.
Mom, I saw your face today.
Entered into John Heck's contest:
"Blink"
Placement: 9th
Copyright © Paula Swanson | Year Posted 2010
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