You Left
I lost my mother unexpectedly on the morning of March 5, 2019. I wrote this to try to understand my feelings about the loss.
Sit at the piano, play a song you know
My voice, the words, a melody
Feels like today, but it was years ago
Your empty seat now weighs heavily
You left me and I can't figure out why
You left me and I can't even cry
Since you were only flesh and bone
You left me to sing our song alone.
A keystroke, a sound, but without your grace
A rhythm, lips part and there is song
A recital, I'm dressed in the finest lace
But I miss you everyday, all day long
You left me and I can't figure out why
You left me and I can't even cry
Since you were only flesh and bone
You left me to sing our song alone.
Without you I don't hear any symphony
How could you leave, don't you love me?
You left me and I can't figure out why
You left me and I can't even cry
Since you were only flesh and bone
You left me to sing our song alone.
Copyright © Jolene Cheyney | Year Posted 2019
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