A Motherless Mother's Day
Regretting and remembering
Rain is falling
And so are my tears
No time to use up anymore
Nothing left but paper and memories
Where will I go?
And how shall I get there?
Where is my life?
What will take me there?
You are gone and have been for some time
But the truth is here and will always be so
It’s a Motherless Mother’s Day
Sending love, Mary. 😘
It’s odd. Even though I’m a mom, Mother’s Day isn’t so special since I lost my mom. I’m sending you a warm hug, Mary.