A letter to my dead mother

A letter to my dead mother

A Poem by Felicia
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The passing of my mother left a hole in my soul

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Dear mama
The world still hasn't noticed that you are missing, or that I'm missing you,
Because although you are gone the clock still ticks, and the sun still sets in your absence the moon still welcomes the night, the starts shine bright,
But not bright enough.

My prayers seem meaningless, because there's one less gift to thank God for, what do I ask God for? because the dead can't come back to life, what do I pray for because you still won't kiss me goodnight.

You said ask and you shall receive and I believed that, but when I prayed for her to come back you denied me that
You said the devil is a liar but in all honesty he's not the one who lied to me
Forgive me mama see I'm just angry, with the world, with the heavens with everybody but me

And yet the world still hasnt noticed that your away, or that you are away from me because the the rain still falls on cloudy days,the birds still sing, the sun still welcomes the day the music still plays away each day

I really wish I could forget you, but I don't want to
Because life goes on, and the dead stay quite
So peaceful, yet the thought so distracting
So painful, yet so amazing
So still, yet so moving
Your beauty is breath taking
Mama,

© 2017 Felicia


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Our mum died a few years ago. Still miss her, always will. Through thirty years she was there to turn to. When she went, my siblings and I needed her wonderful comfort, but,wasn't to be.

And yet, we - I realised that anger can't be part of grief.. tisn't what mom/mum would want you to feel. She'd want you to smile at those memories you made together and wrap them around your heart and mind as if they were another skin. Perhaps?.

Your words are so painful to read but, utterly understandable. In spite of being so very sad, they're an inside out tribute to a lovely lady.

Truly wishing you peace, perhaps now at Easter, tis the time come, (Felicia.)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Wow, it takes real strength to write this Felicia...pfff it's beautiful as it is heavy. Don't forget your mother, you just have to live with her on another level now. It's hard, it will always be hard, but don't lose hope.
My condoleances, sincerely yours, Jules.

Posted 7 Years Ago


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Felicia

7 Years Ago

hank you Jules, I guess one of the greatest things about being alive is being able to learn new ways.. read more
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I am crying
May you feel peace
and may she always remain with you


Posted 7 Years Ago


Felicia

7 Years Ago

Thank you🙂

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Johannesburg , Gauteng, South Africa



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