My Fondest Memory

I suppose the fondest memory I have had Might come from early childhood long ago A time when I was very sick and felt so bad I saw my mother’s salty tears so softly flow Holding me tightly, and her letting me know She would always be there to comfort me I spent the night cradled in her loving arms But, alas, her promise was not meant to be A dreadful disease caused us many alarms In time, it took from me my mother’s arms. HONORABLE MENTION Written July 2, 2021 "A Favorite Childhood Memory" Poetry Contest All Poetry April 6, 2022