That day I travelled down from London
to honour your death, we got lost
took the wrong motorway to the coast
did not see you rise as mother and ghost

I was late, so ****** late that day
and I can not forgive myself
they pointed to me at a distance
pointed where you had been cremated

So by a chapel I laid my flowers
and I cried for you mother broken hearted
for I had missed the passing of you mother
mother my heart still aches for you

When I was young I wanted to die for you
and a bit of me does still
that day when you were sent away
I did not have the privilege to see you go

My heart still breaks
make no holy mistake
that I had not the honour
to wave goodbye to you that day

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

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