Is it you mother?
I am sure it is,as it could be no other.
Not a day pass's by your not here.
Maybe I am only dreaming,but I don't care.
I feel your touch,in so many ways.
And in so many days.
Why,did he call you home?
I did not think it was time.
But then I never would.
It must be better for you.there in God's home.
But,I am so alone.
Life must go on.they say.
But,they don't live with this pain,this way.
I loved you,with all my heart.
We should have never had to part.
When I go to sleep at night.
Your face I see.
Do,you see me Mother?
Looking down from behind that cloud.
Smiling,as I go thru each day.
I wouldn't have had it this way.
You should be here with me.
Touching me,in your special way.
I miss you every day.
Yes,I fussed a bit.
I wouldn't now.
Why,don't we know these things?
Before its to late?
Could I but turn back those hands of time.
To a better day.
I promise you,Mother you would never hear me say.
Don't.
Standing by those Golden Gates?
Reaching out to enfold me?
Oh,how long I must wait.
To,see your face again.
To touch your hand.
The dawn break's each day.
And I am alone.
All,I have is memories,and that's not enough.
I know I can't change this thing.
It is done.
But if I could,Mother.
I would.
Look down and see these word's written for you.
And know they are true.
Can a heart really break?
In to a million shards?
Mine did,your leaving me was not in my cards.
How much can a heart take?
Mother,I whisper your name.
In every day.
A thousand time's I want to tell you a thing.
What I did that day.
Or,a funny story.
For just a moment I forget.
Then the pain rush's in.
And,I remember again.
You have gone to glory.
I love you.
Mother.
That brings some peace.
I am trying to be afraid.
Not to be sad.
I know now your free of pain.
And to bring you here with me.
You would feel it all again.
I just wanted you to know.
The way I feel.
How much I miss you,and each day it grows.
Wait for me mother.
Please don't go to far.
Just find the nearest star.
I will be along,some day.
And the first word's you will hear me say,
Mother,Oh Mother.
And,before I go today.
Just let me say.
I love you.Mother.
Therese G Hall
January 8th 1944-June 29th 1998
Sadly missed by her daughter.
Chris Hall
We shall meet again in Gods Great Home.