Mom

You were to me,

What a key was to a lock;

The knob to the door;

The sun to the sky.

You left me here,

In this deserted place;

Unsure of where to go;

Unsure of who to turn to.

I know it wasn't your fault,

You tried and tried I know;

But yet you still left me;

Alone, Apart, Afraid

You were to me,

What a key was to a lock;

The knob to a door;

The sun to the sky.

RIP Mom

Author's Note

Writing this has really helped me get through grieving my Mom.

Reviews

[zainul]

You may be surprised to know that your feelings and poem relate to my life too as my mom
left me when I was young the same as you,"Alone, Apart, Afraid".
I pray for the eternal peace of your mom.
I adore your profound love for your mom.
If the photo is your mom's?

[Talal Hussain]

So true...i too lost my mom last october...i know how tough it gets..i could totally relate...

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Not bad.....i liked + loved = enjoyed very well....Beautiful write.

[Jack...]

So very sad yet so beautifully written. This piece is simple, yet not easy, subtle, yet right in our faces, Quiet, yet it screams of the pain of your loss. I am sincerely sorry for what you have had to endure and hope that the sun will shine at its brightest for you.

[Alys Jackson]

Awww... Thank you so much.

[quinfinn]

oh my, yes, i see what you mean by "helping you get through". what a loving tribute to your mom. my mom passed in 07 on Dec 15th, so, as you might guess....i have a tough time appreciating Christmas. it is good that you put your passions into writing. i have found it quite helpful. well done! keep up your passions, always!

[Alys Jackson]

OMG! My mom passed away on the 5th of December 2012. I'm so glad to have found another motherless writer. If you liked reading this, try writing your own and entering it into my competition, Grieving and loss or something.

[quinfinn]

i have already written my tribute poem to her....i will look for your contest

[Alys Jackson]

Ok. What's your tribute called?

[quinfinn]

oh, i just posted it to your contest....it is called "dear mom"

[Alys Jackson]

Ol

[Alys Jackson]

*ok

[Acer]

You were to me,
What a key was to a lock;
The knob to a door;
The sun to the sky.

RIP Mom...
i liked this stanza, dominant word's has touched my heart indeed.

[Alys Jackson]

Awwww thank you yet again! Your wonderful! I must read some of your work some time...

[Acer]

My pleasure. Sure why not...it would be even a great deal for me, if you love my work too.
Anyway, i love your work indeed.

[Alys Jackson]

Tank oooo!!!!!!

[Acer]

My pleasure again RIP ;-')