May 14 is drawing closer. Two years ago, I said goodbye to my precious mama.
GOODBYE TO MAMA
As I say goodbye to you and all you were,
As I pack the last of your belongings,
Tears deep within my heart break forth.
Overwhelmed, I cry and yet I know
These things weren’t you.
Over the years, you changed, I changed,
Living conditions changed.
But you were still you,
And you lived in my heart.
So as time grows short to pack and say goodbye,
I look to the time when there will be no more goodbyes
And you and I will be the true us,
And we’ll never say goodbye again.