When You'Re Gone

When You're Gone My darling precious Mamacita before you go, before your last breath is drawn, I just want you to know how much I love you so. Please forgive everything your errant child has done wrong, and all the times I disappointed and let you down. It's so hard to let you go, my Rock of Gibraltar, my strength, my brave warrior and defender, my trustworthy confidante, even though your time has come and the Great Spirit calls you home. Forgive my selfishness, my beautiful, brave one, for I do know you are tired, your mission here is done, and you seek eternal rest. But I don’t want to miss you, the sound of your melodious voice singing old Spanish love songs, your loving smile, and your wavy, snowy white hair reflecting the venerable sage that you are. What am I going to do, Mamacita? What am I going to do without you? Without your unconditional love and support which keep me afloat when life tries to pull me down? Not even my tears that overflow like a river swollen with grief can ease the pain of the motherless child I will be solitary on a sea of sorrow. A big part of my heart drifts away with you, my lifeline, best friend, and hero. Yes, I know you have to go; but I wish you didn’t have to leave me, my darling precious Mamacita. 02-10-2017 * Sadly my Mother passed away two days (on February 12, 2017) after this piece was posted. Contest: Sadness Sponsor: Silent One Placement: 2nd