Someplace, around the corner,
There, where my mind struggles,
Trying to make sense of it all,
Many questions remain unanswered;
I remember receiving that call,
Out of the blue on that fateful day,
They called out to you, severally,
But you had answered a higher one;
Not a day changes from sunrise to sundown,
That I do not reflect what could have been,
How thoae last minutes actually played through,
Where you in pain, or really felt nothing;
Rest on, my mother,
Friend to all,
Enemy to none,
A beautiful soul like no other.
Jul 15, 2023
Jul 15, 2023 at 12:38 AM UTC
Someplace, around the corner,
There, where my mind struggles,
Trying to make sense of it all,
Many questions remain unanswered;
I remember receiving that call,
Out of the blue on that fateful day,
They called out to you, severally,
But you had answered a higher one;
Not a day changes from sunrise to sundown,
That I do not reflect what could have been,
How thoae last minutes actually played through,
Where you in pain, or really felt nothing;
Rest on, my mother,
Friend to all,
Enemy to none,
A beautiful soul like no other.
Two years ago today my Mother passed away in her sleep. Those who gained access into her room, say she laid peacefully like a baby in demise.
Sleep on, sweet mother.
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