Chase and Mother Agnes — Image my kenne
Thinking about Mother
I thought about yesterday
Remembering the moments
I thought about today
Taking a deep breath.
I thought about tomorrow
Exceeding my grasp.
I thought about time
Wondering about timeless.
I thought about life,
Asking the questions.
I thought about people,
Knowing not what I see.
I thought about what is,
Wondering why?
I thought about ideals,
Seeking what should be.
I thought about truth,
Confusing it with the facts.
I thought about art,
Becoming aware.
I thought about love
Touching the feeling.
I thought about Joy,
Feeling love inside.
I thought about you,
Walking with long shadows
I thought again of tomorrow
Sharing your path.
These are my words to you, Mother. We miss you every day, especially on Mother’s Day!
— kenne
“It’s only words
and words are all I have
to take your heart away.”
So touching, brought tears to my eyes. I’m blessed to still have Mom on earth, she will be 92 on May 31st. Still miss my Dad every day!
Thank you for sharing the touching poem.
Mom was 88 when she passed away six years ago from an infection she got in the hospital. Thanks for your comment.
Reblogged this on Becoming is Superior to Being and commented:
A farm girl, she was born a year before the 1918 flu pandemic. Mother was a great storyteller. However, I don’t recall any of the difficulties or people dying in the family. I would guess that social distancing was easy in rural northeast, Alabama. — kenne