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Count To Ten

December 18, 2009
By unpredictable_mess BRONZE, Yucaipa, California
unpredictable_mess BRONZE, Yucaipa, California
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Favorite Quote:
Things have a way of working them selfs out you just have to be willing to let it happen.


A rainy day
A black dress
A red rose
A grey satin caskit
A motherless daughter left all alone,
Sitting, waiting, watching, wishing she was home,
The words murmur repetedly "I'm sorry for your loss
She hears the sound of her tears hit the floor, asking god for no more then just her mother back,
She walks into the room seeing Ile after Ile looking at everyones lonely helpless smile,
then there lay her lifeless but still beautiful mother,
She reaches for her mothers hand with a teary weep of denile an loss,
her thoughts take over, as
she asks herself why?
Why must it be so hard to say goodbye?
She remembers the last time they kissed goodbye, its almost as if shes there as she closes her eyes,
then the icy stiffness brings her back to reality,
Goodbye my mother and best friend,
untill we meet again


The author's comments:
This was a poem I wrote after my mom passed away. My mother was everything to me, she was my very bestfriend. I hope some of you will read this an relize that life is too short to fight or to hate eachother, because you never know when its your last time to say goodbye.

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