Mother
My girl lost her mother today
her head bent forward so
by the grave she stood so still
and looked and looked
as if her mother would rise and be well
and we could all go home
my girl lost her mother today
and sits in the window watching the rain
thinking of her mother in the ground below
wet in the soaking rain
my girl lost her mother today
only 10 years old
this loss will mark her heart for life
her smile will never return
anyone who knew her before
will see the damage done.
all the comfort, all the love
will not fill the aching hole
year her mother was sick and waiting
to die
and peace does not comfort anyone
Copyright © Ellen Browne | Year Posted 2014
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