Mother Death Poem

This is about my best friend whom I lost when I was 20, my mom!

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My mother passed away two months ago on November 4th, 2016. She was an RN for 45 years and knew a lot about cancer. She opted out of having chemo due to her knowledge and witnessing the...

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Published: January 2017

I go to sleep thinking of you.
When appearing is a dream come true.

The memory allows me to know you're still here,
Only wishing you were closer and even near.

Waking up knowing I'm without you
Only has me asking for some kind of clue.

I need comfort from the world to understand.
I hope you're dancing through the land.

Questioning my mind is a constant thing,
Wondering what the answers will bring.

I think of you all day long.
I just wish I could be as strong.

Mom, you're my life; please follow me through.
All I need is the memory of you!

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  • Nathaniel Ford by Nathaniel Ford
  • 2 years ago

Hi, my name is Nathaniel. I'm 13, and I've seen my mom's cold, peaceful body. I lost my mom to sleep apnea.

  • Karmen by Karmen
  • 2 years ago

My mother passed away two months ago on November 4th, 2016. She was an RN for 45 years and knew a lot about cancer. She opted out of having chemo due to her knowledge and witnessing the passing of many colleagues through her career. She was not interested in the long grueling sessions of chemo. Instead, she went the holistic route, organic juicing and stripping down to the healthiest diet known to man. She survived 4 years with cancer. She never spoke of it. I don't think she saw the point. To her, it was all about the quality of life. She did it her way, and I admire that, but knowing she knew exactly what was going on with her symptoms, reading her own medical charts, must have been a nightmare for her. It saddens me knowing this. My heart is heavy and broken due to the loss of my "Momma." She was the leader of our Tribe. A warrior in life. I loved her dearly.

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