Where are you Mary

.. for my mother

Where are you Mary

 

You’ve always known I’m no fan of November

so why have you left us

like this all alone .. Don’t you know,

we already miss you ..

and with your guilt on our conscience

like some permanent scar

We are just another series of disasters, merely

waiting for December to happen ..

 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

A confessional to your mum. That guilt thing can sure raise it's head when a loved one dies. Did I do enough? Should I have visited more, Could I have been a better daughter? Well, those maybe were the questions I asked of myself. I came to the conclusion that I had done as much as, I could. That's what you do when you love unconditionally, and I did. Whatever ails you, I hope you are healed Neville. You honour your mother's memory here and I can remember what I had to do once for another loved one. It's called tough love and that ain't easy.

Chris

[Neville]

this was not the easiest thing to write by a long chalk chuck, but on reflection, it had to be writ and I am glad I got it out and into the open when I did ... thanks for taking a peek my friend ... N

[Chris Shaw]

You did good :)

[Gee]

I think our mother's left about the same time, it is/was my mum's birthday today, the third she has now spent with the angels.
Good to read you Neville. Hope you are keeping well

[Neville]

thank you for stopping by Gee, it is appreciated .. Yes, you are right my friend .. How time it does fly ... Seasons best to You & Yours .. N