Sometimes I think of my mother,and I wonder when you heal.
How and when do you survive, and when does it become real.
The pain of loosing loved ones, it hurts so deep inside, you simply want to run away, escape, or somehow hide.
When mom first got sick, I knew I had to be strong.
I think I really didn't believe, the reports just had to be wrong.
Sometimes she seemed to be better, she seemed to be doing OK.
Then all of sudden, she'd be worse, it changed from day to day.
For 17 months, mom fought bone cancer, a battle she finally lost,
I didn't want to see her suffer, no matter what the cost.
She lay so quiet, she lay so still,
and I prayed for God to have HIS WILL.
Its been five years, since she died that day, and I know shes in heaven, and shes OK.
I try not to be selfish, but I don't understand,
What was her purpose, and what was God's plan.
She missed so much, she never got to see,
my children as adults, how proud she would be.
I pray for God's blessings, thats all I can say,
and once again to tell you mom,
Happy Mothers Day.
Awww... that was sad but sweet poem!!!
my grandpa which i care soo much about died of liver cancer... and it sucks cuz juz like ur mom, he slowly died, and i was in front of him when he had his last breath
wow! this was a very powerful poem! i loved it! i know how you feel i lost my dad nine years ago, but i thank god that i at least have some memories of him! you have a lot of talent keep it flowing! im sorry for your loss but keep your head up! take care and god bless!