Mother's Day

Sometimes the losses are hard to cope with. Poetry is a way of dealing with hard places. I wrote the following poem shortly before Mother's Day when I realized all over again that I would be visiting mom in the graveyard.

Questions For Mother

Do you cry on the other side?
Do your arms ache to hold your children?
Do you miss me?
When the birds sing-do you hear?
When the wind sighs-are you near?
When the leaves rustle- are you dancing?
Arms wide, lips smiling,hair flowing
Young and supple again.
As the birds fly, do you soar?
Does your heart ache no more?
When grief overwhelms and tears overflow,
When loneliness chokes me
Do you know?
Are you walking with Dad in leafy lanes
Free from earths many pains?
Are you gardening with no weeds
In endless, bugless spring?
I hope so!
Can you come to me my mother dear?
The answers 'NO' I fear.

Debbie Jean Bragdon

Copyright ©2007 Debbie Jean Bragdon

I miss you, mom!