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In Memory of Victoria A.

No one has the answers
to the questions that I ask;
Wandering, fading pictures
in my mind, all of the past.

And all I see are memories,
most are good, a few are bad.
I know I'll never be the same
and remembering's all I have.

I hold onto the recipes,
the letters, cards and gifts.
I look into the photos,
in the eyes I feel her midst.

I'll never have my feelings back,
the ones she gave me then,
But I'll always be close to her,
my mother, my best friend.

And when it's my turn to leave this world,
I know I won't be scared,
'Cause in my heart I am assured
I will no doubt meet her there.

...
My mom died, suddenly, in June of 1993,
four days before my high school graduation.
It was a day when I lost my mother as a best friend in this life
and gained her as an angel for eternity.
I truly believe I will see her again,
for our connection was too strong to believe any other way.

This poem was written by soulspin on Jul 04, 1993.

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  1. rose gossard says:

    I am so sorry for your loss. Memories are a beautiful thing to possess. I have so many of my mother who passed away last year. A husband who passed 12 yrs. ago and I lost my youngest child in 1975 who was 3 1/2. She definitely wiil be waiting for you when it comes your time to be called Home.

  2. soulspin says:

    Thank you Rose...and my heart goes out to you.