I held her hand as she silently whispered her goodbye
A last breath as I watched her die
Her skin swollen-battered and bruised
By all the things that they felt they needed to use
I stroked her hair and wiped her eyes
Wanting so much for them to open and see
That I was alone there in the world
Alone with the agony growing inside of me
I watched those around me shed their tears
And utter their words of sorrow
How could they know that I was dying inside?
I couldn't and you wouldn't - face tomorrow
One last time I kissed your face
And held your hand to touch my cheek
I wanted to carry you away from there
My fragile mother who was just too weak
I heard the people all around me
The silence of the machines now so loud
And I walked away - my heart now broken
And tried to face the waiting crowd
On April 18, 2017 my mom was called to be with our Lord. It was early Tuesday morning when I arrived at the hospital to relieve my sister from the overnight vigil. I said goodbye to my sister...
Mother Last Day
Published by Family Friend Poems June 2012 with permission of the Author.
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I am glad you can find peace with your mother, My mother, Grandmother, and uncle all had mental illness, they were all hospitalized more than not. I was in foster care more than not. I never gave up on my mom and when she was normal it was great. I always wished they would find a cure for their disease. She passed away 2 years ago today! I think about her every day and can't wait someday to see them in heaven disease free.