Mom,
Another year has gone by
Wtihout You Mom,
And we're doing OK.
We've had some scary times
Times, I wish you'd been
Here for me.....
But I guess that's just Selfish
On my part.
I'm learning that the promise
I made to you
That last day...
I haven't kept
I said I would
Be Okay, and good to myself ,
Just so could let go of your suffering.
I haven't been Okay....
You see, I tell eveyone
That your love was unconditional
Then I put the condition of it ..
On those last decisions I made...
It doesn't make sense
That you would love me less...
I put the conditions on your
Unconditonal Love...
So for this Birthday Mom
I'm going to try each and everyday
To be more forgiving to myself
Because I think somehow you know
Where ever you are how I hurt, and I
Wouldn't want that for my child ..
I can't imagine you would want that
For me.
Thank you Mom
For the gift of Unconditional Love
And forgiveness on your Birthday.
Love you, and see you,
When the time comes.
I love you, Mom
~Holly~
This poem you have
This poem you have written is so honest; it is harder for the dying I think to let go of what they might think will come along and hurt us, rather than being afraid of letting go on life when the time comes. Your poem is lovely to read and well written. I enjoyed your poem very much.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57