Today I am regretful

Of my oblivious demur

Of the unspoken 

I love you and goodbye 

On the day my mother died

Today I am lugubrious

I feel dejected and downcast

And when I reminisce the past

I feel disheartened 

For yesterday came fast

And never could it last

Today I am despondent

For tomorrow never came

And never is it coming

For today is never-changing

Never-ending

Always constant

Constantly humming a tune of 

Inconsolable disconsolateness

Of loneliness and despair

Today I am sad and sullen

I am engrossed in somber contemplation

Of her dismal demise

Of which I ponder

I guess...

She really died.