Today my tears fell as I wept from grief. Tomorrow truly the day that I am supposedly to rejoice, all I do is fear.
For you see I turn yet another year older, without my mother of whom I loved so dear.
I looked for her to come in my room singing as she always would. But not this time because she's lying in the ground encased in wood.
Mom, I'm mad at you because you left. And even though we're still here with uncertain futures adept, I just feel that there's nothing and no one left.
I sit here and sit here with each passing day I stare at your face, wishing and hoping you where elsewhere than in that place.
Get up mom, c'mon and let's go, Dillard's is having a sell and Nordsrom's a fashion show.
My heart is aching and even times shaking, I feel like I'm still holding my breath, moment by moment since the day you left.
So tomorrow I face that once special day. But now without you it's as though it was hit with massive decay.
No life left in it, no looking for something new, because right now at this time, simply, I'm just blue.
TheCounselor
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ReplyDeleteA Poem for Kimetta
Thursday, October 30, 2008 10:05PM
My dear sweet daughter
I once felt as you did,
When my mother died
In a secret closet I went and hid
But I got through each moment
Sometimes wondering how much I could take
I shed many briny tears
Sometimes felt my heart would break
But Jesus was my comforter
And wrapped me in his arms of love with care
Even though I thought I’d reached my lowest point
I could feel Jesus there
Momma hated to leave you and just know
Momma misses you too
Even more know that she’s with you
In all you say and all you do
Follow the pattern that I have left
And you’ll never go wrong
Jesus will fill the void that I left
And replace it with a song
Lift up your hung down head
Walk with your head held high
Be the God fearing, saved woman I raised you to be
And one day you’ll meet me in the sky
Happy Birthday Kimetta!!!
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