It never leaves
the pain, the heartache
of losing one so dear
Or one who should have been dear
but for youth and shame
that kept me
from truly knowing
and being known by you
I hid so much from you
I didn’t let you be there for me
as a mom should be
It’s not your fault
I know that now
but then I was afraid
I would disappoint you
Even at 23 your love
but was only hidden
behind my own doubts and fears
If you were here today
I would tell you how much I love you
I’d share the love of Jesus with you
tell you how He opened my eyes
to your love that I could never see
I would celebrate with you
I’d make you your favorite pecan pie
with fresh whipped cream for your birthday
just as you always made my favorite
lemon meringue for my birthday
We’d marvel that you made it 90 years
But you didn’t, so we won’t
I’ll just miss you like I always do
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Oh Linda, I feel for you so much. Such an honest and heartfelt poem.
I’m sorry for your loss.
So very sad, the missing.
lovely and poignant 🙂
This is beautiful.
“Knowing and being known by you.” Difficult with offspring. –A lovely, reflective poem from the heart.
Poignant and lovely. Thanks for sharing such tender feelings.
There is longing, sadness and regret in your words….but mostly love.
Let’s hope that in a “mother’s wisdom” she knew… Very moving poem.
I like to think so.
A moving personal share Linda ~ Here’s a cyber hug from me too ~
I’m not sure that anyone can ever match up to the love a mother has and the many ways she shares it…lemon meringue pie and so much more.
Wow, a heart-breaking, heart-healing poem, thank you for sharing!
Thanks. My heart doesn’t feel very healed today, but there’s always tomorrow.
Thank you for sharing this and we send you a warm hug from Scotland xxx
Thank you. I’ve never had a hug from Scotland before.
You are very welcome :o)
This one aches with regret, yet love seems to have been there all along.
Oh, it was for sure, from both of my parents. I just had a hard time seeing it.
And a hug fro me, too, Linda.
Thanks for sharing this. If it’s any consolation, lemon meringue is my favorite too!
My mom made the best meringue. The store bought ones my husband brings home for my birthday are never quite as good, though I appreciate his effort.
This is so tender such pain in losing someone before you really know each other.. I saw your comment on Grace poem so I thought it was connected, but I might be wrong.
Actually, my mom survived the breast cancer but later died of colon cancer. They are related, I suppose, in that her multiple illnesses made it harder for us to connect.
I don’t know if a hug is welcome, but if so, please accept mine.
Hugs are always good. Thank you.