Everything dies,
Nothing lasts forever,
But why did you have to
Go so soon?

I barely got to know you,
I never got to show how
Much I care.

So much unfinished business,
So many unsaid words --

I'm faced with the brutal
Truth of what our relationship
Was, and what it could have
Been.

I could drive myself insane
With "what if"'s and 
"Could have been"'s... but I
Can't help myself.

I still feel your spirit far far
From here, floating through the
Sky, as it watches over me.

I can no longer see your smile,
As you read the cards I made for
You as a child.

Never will I see you sniff the
Flowers I swiped from a 
Neighbor's garden.

It is cold where you are now,
It is dark where your body now
Rests.

I wish I could make your afterlife
A little brighter by saying 
"Happy Mother's Day!"

After all this time,
It's the least I could do.

I love you, Mom.


Irene Semotiuk

April 5, 1947 -
February 16, 1991
  
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