When I think of Mother's day I remember where my umbilical cord was buried. Sweet memories Illuminate my mind with holographic images of Joy Tranquil saturates my heart I remember the radiant heat of your hands Your rays of love And immaculate heart Until reality hits. eyes weep Anguish confines empty spaces That were occupied by your love Twinge grows louder Silent screams of agony Where do I channel all thisΒ Β love I have for you ? Truly, grief is love not knowing where to go.