A secret has been mine forever to keep
In a deep dark void a place of no sleep,
I bury the longing for my mother’s love
She left me quite early and ascended above.
I stumbled through life without her touch
Wondering and yearning if I resembled her face,
Hoping and wishing she’d help me find my place
Always longing for my mother’s love.
My own children have come and gone
Left me for their own dreams in the sun,
I find through the years the ache is still there –
I still long for the touch of my mother’s love.
Mother’s Day is a celebration of the love between mothers and their children. It is also a time when we must remember those who never knew their mothers or those who have never had children. Their pain is real and never goes away. Instead, it dulls and remains a hungering ache to surface at certain days of the year.
I send you peace and love.