Mother Death Poem
My mum sadly passed away when I was just 14 years old and nothing could ever have prepared me for how much I was going to miss her. After her surviving a brain tumor and cervical cancer she still managed to show me all the love in the world, but sadly on 27th February 2003 she lost her battle to breast cancer. Not a day goes by where I don't think of her. Although our time was short she shown and gave me more love then most people see in a lifetime.
Don't Forget About Me!
©
Jenny Gordon
Should I be feeling guilty, was there something I didn't do?
Did I not do enough to show all the love I had inside for you?
If you could say three words to me, would they be the one I'd want to hear?
When I knock on heavens door for you will you push me away or hold me near?
There's a million questions that I have inside,
And a million more that keep coming to mind,
Like where are you now and are you free from all your pain?
If someone asked you about me would you even remember my name?
I hope I've never left you disappointed or ever let you down,
That all you've done is smile for me and upon me you've never frowned,
I want you to be proud of me, in the many years how far I've come,
From the smallest to the biggest things that I have ever done.
Even though you left me here without a mum so young,
I'd never say your name in vain, disrespect you or do you wrong.
So all the questions I have inside, I guess they'll grow to more,
Just promise me you'll be there the day I knock on heavens door.
Did I not do enough to show all the love I had inside for you?
If you could say three words to me, would they be the one I'd want to hear?
When I knock on heavens door for you will you push me away or hold me near?
There's a million questions that I have inside,
And a million more that keep coming to mind,
Like where are you now and are you free from all your pain?
If someone asked you about me would you even remember my name?
I hope I've never left you disappointed or ever let you down,
That all you've done is smile for me and upon me you've never frowned,
I want you to be proud of me, in the many years how far I've come,
From the smallest to the biggest things that I have ever done.
Even though you left me here without a mum so young,
I'd never say your name in vain, disrespect you or do you wrong.
So all the questions I have inside, I guess they'll grow to more,
Just promise me you'll be there the day I knock on heavens door.
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she was a really young person and at that time I couldn't really understand why I had to lose my mother. Lucky 4 me I had a lot of support from my family and friends. Saying goodbye to my mum was the hardest thing but she is loved and thought of everyday! My thoughts and prayers are with you all! xxx
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She got into the wrong things and chose the wrong road.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't miss her.
I wish I could have gotten to know her a lot more though.
Some day, Some where. I will hear her voice and see her smile.
I just know she's watching over me and keeping me out of trouble.
But this poem definitely shows how I feel.
Your an amazing writer. Love this poem<3
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