The Omen

Losing my mother over the holiday.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 That late Autumn usher in the winter type rain with

Heavy ominous drops that hit hard and cold

Making  bones and muscles chill

Came pounding down like a dark omen

Telling me you were leaving

 

Surrounded by wet, heavy sadness

I was still and couldn't move

Numbness engrossed my body and wouldn't turn loose

Setting in the car waiting for the rain to stop

Going in the store to Christmas shop seemed futile

 

Your face told me before you went into surgery

That you knew you were saying goodbye for the last time

You must have felt the omen to, or the incompetence

of your Doctor doing a procedure that shouldn't have killed you

Christmas and New Years at the hospital waiting for death watching as you breathed in your last breath

 

My dear Mother that taught me how to live

Had to teach me how to die

I honored your wishes and stayed by your side

No feeding tubes, or Nursing Homes for you

I let you go like you wanted me to

 

Christmas and New Years is never the same

Trying to draw on the enthusiam and passion you had for life

Decorate the house, and plan for the kids, make great memories

I carry on the traditions as best as I can

Except when I feel that Autumn usher in the winter type rain

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Vesa Lee]

Really very sad.
I can't even imagine losing my mother at this time in my life, so there's a part of me that won't be able fully appreciate this piece until I experience that.
..............
I carry on the traditions as best as I can
Except when I feel that Autumn usher in the winter type rain
..............
Well done.

[Jaeda]

Thanks for the entry. This is terribly sad, and even without the decorative little frills most poems had, you could sense the emotion. Wow.

[Christel Grady]

"Except when I feel that Autumn usher in the winter type rain" ~ No one I think can truly understand this line unless they have lost someone close. This poem brought me to tears and made my heart rejoice in memory, both at the same time.

Absolutely lovely write.

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Thank you for entering my contest. Great Write

[Fran Marie]

I carry on the traditions as best as I can

Except when I feel that Autumn usher in the winter type rain





The passing of a love one especially during the holiday season

a Dark December indeed~ when "Autumn usher in the winter type rain"

Great line there to begin and ending stanzas~THanks for sharing in the contest

Fran Marie