It's Like You Disappeared From Sight

You never write.
You never call.
It's like you disappeared from sight.

My memory of
your face is
starting to fade away.

I have already
forgotten what your
voice sounds like.

This isn't right.
This shouldn't be happening.
But it is.

You're my mother.
And I know you love
me dearly.

But it's like you disapeared from sight.