(Written for Mother’s Day 2023)
How do I say what I yearn to say that hasn’t already been said before
Reframing the essence of a memory in anticipation of what heaven has in store
Thoughts of you harbor to the melody of your undying song
Reminiscing on the one for whom my heart does long
Renovated innovations of expressions in a photograph
Who would’ve known that day, it would be our last
Tears shed for the same moment looking back when we laughed
Keep moving forward as they say when future hopes are made of the joys of the past
Tragedy is delusion when death boasts of a liars victory
Weaponized diseases formed of false threats prove empty
Happy Mother’s Day in heaven even as you dwell within my heart
You are alive in me in this faith based legacy’s counterpart
Fitting all the right words into the puzzle to construct this piece
Poetic aesthetic of therapy, every letter and prayer written to find release
As if in some way I can find in it solace from this pain I can’t ease
When I dream of you and awaken to your absence, losing you again to imaginations tease
Caught somewhere between this pendulum that swings back and forth on a scale of hope to hurting
Some days I feel the warmth of your embrace and other days my heart
feels like it’s burning
A lifetime, it feels, still so far away in the time that is distance between reuniting
Resistant to the way it doesn’t seem fair for all the ways that I keep fighting
Maintaining perspective despite all that has been subjected to this heist
All the experiences of what you’ll never know, in this semblance of paradise
Overrated I’m sure by comparison to what awaits us on the other side of this breath
When to truly live is to die, to be reborn, as love goes on resurrecting bonds that conquer death
Everyone gets it but nobody gets it when all we know is a relative sense of loss
Nothing quite hits like it does when it comes too close to home
As everyone grieves in their own way
But sometimes we feel as if we grieve alone
Glorified heartbreak of this perpetual healing and sorrow
Present sadness awaits the beauty of our eternal tomorrow
2020 hindsight visions greet me with these melancholy moments of 2023
Thinking of you again for all that you are to me…
Reframing the essence of a memory in anticipation of what heaven has in store
Thoughts of you harbor to the melody of your undying song
Reminiscing on the one for whom my heart does long
Renovated innovations of expressions in a photograph
Who would’ve known that day, it would be our last
Tears shed for the same moment looking back when we laughed
Keep moving forward as they say when future hopes are made of the joys of the past
Tragedy is delusion when death boasts of a liars victory
Weaponized diseases formed of false threats prove empty
Happy Mother’s Day in heaven even as you dwell within my heart
You are alive in me in this faith based legacy’s counterpart
Fitting all the right words into the puzzle to construct this piece
Poetic aesthetic of therapy, every letter and prayer written to find release
As if in some way I can find in it solace from this pain I can’t ease
When I dream of you and awaken to your absence, losing you again to imaginations tease
Caught somewhere between this pendulum that swings back and forth on a scale of hope to hurting
Some days I feel the warmth of your embrace and other days my heart
feels like it’s burning
A lifetime, it feels, still so far away in the time that is distance between reuniting
Resistant to the way it doesn’t seem fair for all the ways that I keep fighting
Maintaining perspective despite all that has been subjected to this heist
All the experiences of what you’ll never know, in this semblance of paradise
Overrated I’m sure by comparison to what awaits us on the other side of this breath
When to truly live is to die, to be reborn, as love goes on resurrecting bonds that conquer death
Everyone gets it but nobody gets it when all we know is a relative sense of loss
Nothing quite hits like it does when it comes too close to home
As everyone grieves in their own way
But sometimes we feel as if we grieve alone
Glorified heartbreak of this perpetual healing and sorrow
Present sadness awaits the beauty of our eternal tomorrow
2020 hindsight visions greet me with these melancholy moments of 2023
Thinking of you again for all that you are to me…
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