(A poem I wrote in June, 1980 after my Mother was killed.)
WHY DID SHE GO?
My mother is gone from my life and I miss her so.
I wasn't ready to part with her, Oh why did she go?
She left so suddenly without even a goodbye,
and all I can ask myself and others is, "why?"
Now that she is gone, I feel so empty inside.
It's as though a wave came and she went out with the tide.
The need for her presence grows stronger everyday.
Will I make it without her? Oh Lord I pray.
Please give me the strength to go on living as I should.
I yearn to be with her, if only I could.
I realize we will be joined once more in Heaven above,
but it is too soon for me to accept that I lost the Mother I truly love.
Now all I have are fond memories
which I will cherish and keep close to my heart.
Maybe if I hold on to those memories,
my Mother and I will never be apart.