Miss you, Mother

Mother, Dear Mother,
oh, how I miss thee.

You were always there,
in my times of need,
till you had to go away.

I miss the strength
I found in you,
in your wisdom
and
your understanding.

and your kindness
and
your gentle ways.

And I miss your smile,
that lit up the world,
and all those that
ever witnessed it.

You helped me when I hurt,
as I told you of the things,
that troubled my heart and soul.

You helped me find the answers,
that made me once again feel whole.

You gave me strength
to carry on,

and you gave me strength
to carry deep within,
long after you had gone.

You taught me many things,
and helped to make me
who and what I am.

In these very days,
I think I need you most,
for an insurmountable challenge
faces my heart.

I found the lasting love
we talked about,
time and time again.

I found it and I knew,
without a doubt,
but it didn’t last.

So was this just a dream I had,
and was I all so wrong,
for I knew this was the one.

I need your help
to endure this pain,
and understand how
I could have been mistaken,
in thinking I had found the one,
when it all went so wrong.
~~~~~~ 

Patrica D. Cluck
March 17th, 1937 to May 2nd, 1991

Gone, but not forgotten.