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
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