Sweet Mother Of Mine
Author: Terrie*


Mom, so many things I do
i'm constantly reminded of you
I wake up in the morning to a day so new
I find myself looking up to talk to you

I miss our daily talks on the phone
I feel so all alone
I always found comfort when I came crying to you
now I find myself crying for you.........

sweet mother of mine
now, you eat off that ever so sweet heavenly vine
I was saddened when you fell into a sweet slumber
could my life possibly get any numb(er)

you and I have seen death too many times
you were there to comfort my soul
you held my hand
you were there to guide me thru

now it is I whom needs to understand
I can no longer reach out for your hand
everything seems so wrong
I can not begin to be strong

I ask God almighty to erase this fear
and to forever bronze my tears

I remained strong when dad was alive
became a bit weaker when he died
regained , my strength from you and the man that I loved
lost it again when my husband didn't survive

who would of thought that when you restored my strength it would be final...
my strength.. accompanied you on the night I watched you peacefully slip away
grief struck me in the worst way
but then at that moment a bit a relief came over me
as I watch your soul finally break free

that was the biggest sacrafice I had ever faced
never before had I felt so displaced
I am all alone again I continue to cry...

as a child I always heard,
if you love something enough, don't hold them too tight,
hold them loosely,give them space, set them free... if it belonged to you , it will come back....

recently i interpreted it as pertaining to death...
we are only on loan:
and only one true redeemer:
one true owner...and that is God...............
when our mission is over..
he patiently waits for our return....

when you were within my sight
I had you to call up every morning evening and night
you and I always looked forward to my days of
we'd sip coffee and always found things to reminisce about.


I continue to hold back these tears
the day you died I felt the heavyness in my heart
....the tighness...the emptiness...the lonliness...
I was overwhelmed with mixed emotions
then finally the embilical cord stretched beyond...and snapped
it snapped me hard.... and snapped....deep into my heart...
you are not with me in the flesh...
your spirit embedded itself deep into my heart,a forever embrace
the heavens sing and rejoice because the soul of the angel named Rebekah....
is finally free from the bondage on earth...

thank you for the love you gave..the love you showed.....
the love you shared...the love you were.....
I keep the tradition alive..ALL MY LOVE...ALL MY LIFE..

------- Author's Notes -------

my mom was my pal, we did a lot of things together and we did a lot of walking up until she was 36 I was 7 years old... she became a parapalegic after a medical error....we lost her emrace.....she was unable to hold or hug us.. but...she had this certain touch that embraced you....she was unable to be a part of other things she enjoyed doing... but...she never stopped showering us w/her love and spiritual teachings...and never lost touch w/God... she was a very devoted and spiritual Lady..loved by many..never knew a stranger we lost her all over again in death..... her soul is finally free.. even though she was alert..her quality of life due to one Doctors neglegience was not a good one...but again she was always praying for others and never worried about herself.....I will always miss her...her death hit me harder than the death's of my dad or my husband..even though I loved them... there is something about losing a mother no matter how old we are we feel a deeper loss....our connection went beyond the
embilical cord...the last 39 years of her life touched me the most..


Comments on this poem/writing:

~Leah~ ( -- Thursday, November 20 2003, 09:11 pm


That was a really good poem. You cared about her so much. She sounded like a great woman. I really liked this one.
Terrie* ( -- Saturday, November 22 2003, 01:03 am

Thank you ...~Leah~

Yes my mom was the world to me, she was an extremely wonderful woman...and like anyone else, yet she was my mom she was also my best-friend a relationship i know we all share...i hope to be the same best friend to my two kids...thank you for your sweet comment i'm glad you liked it
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