You leave me for a time.
I miss the way you caressed my cheek,
I miss your fingers raking through my tangled hair.
I miss feeling you physically.
You come back, yet you leave me alone.
Work has to get done.
I miss your kind voice when you payed me close attention,
The way you smiled with love and laughed with heart.
I miss listening to you, as I cling to the emotions you sparingly gave.
Your body and mind, they are sick; weak.
You fear,
You cry,
You dwindle.
I miss your energy and strength.
I miss the way you always shook-it-off and encouraged me to do the same.
I don't miss my grief, anger, and pain,
I don't miss all the times I was desperately crying for you to come near me.
I will shake-it-off, all these burdening emotions from my past and present.
But remember I will always miss you Mom,
That sorrow, I will never shake-off,
Because that pang can only come from our broken love taken away forcefully.
