Remember

The tears flow in a shallow river of pain.
My spirit betrays my body -
The pain is unbearable ... there is no release ...
Surges of pain - rush through my veins.
The music ...
I can hear the music - taste the food ...
I can feel the comforting hand ...
Was it her?
For a moment, the pain overtakes me ...
And the music takes me back in time ...
To when my mother was there with me.
But I really don't remember.
Pain. Is all there is as a memory ...
Music, let me cry ...
Take my pain away ...
Carry the tears with you to
heaven ... and there depart ...
For she will know that they are
From
Me.

by R. B., Cherryfield, ME<