Mother Dear.

A tribute, enjoy.

A pink, pale ribbon sweeping through the air
A soft sweet breeze caressing the satin silk
That wind which took you that cool crisp mourning
Truly was the wind beneath your wings.

That soft halo of auburn hair,
Eyeliner drawing focus to hazel eyes
An overseas accent that refused to fade
You were, you are, and forever will be
MOM

My childhood fear became my reality
The sweetest woman on earth
Slipped away through half
Clasped eyelids with a small
Drop of life sliding down

The cells, the monsters, demons crawled
Through you veins, you tissue, your mind
And all the while you kept on a smile
While internally screaming inside

Facing death with middle finger raised high
Fight until your very last breath
The lessons in life you gave me
Will take me far as you observe
Those Snow White wingspans
Have been earned by love.

Author's Note

My mother passed when I was 13 after fighting breast cancer for eight years before it spread to her spine. The lessons she unknowingly taught me will stay with me forever

Reviews

[wordman]

sad,but i guess we all have to deal with it ! a part of life

[Valentine]

A long hard fight to go through, for her and the family. The wingspan in the last grouping brought to mind the gold wing pin my sister gave to me while aiding her for 12 years fighting cancer. I pray for a cure. God bless you. Valentine

[A. Hannah]

That's beautiful! I pray for a cure as well, God Bless you too Kathie ❤

[S Olson]

This is really beautiful - she would've loved it. In the second stanza I saw her - even though I'm biased and knew/know her/you, you put a lot of love and emotion into this, and I'm really proud of you.

[A. Hannah]

Thank you sweetheart. When I was in sixth grade I wrote a poem for mothers day that won a lunch for me and her. She knew about it before I did and picked me up with tears in her eyes. I'll never forget her in that moment. Not yet sickly small.