Mother Death Poem

I Will Not Forget You

On December 23, 2001, my mom died of cancer. I was only three years old. I wish every day that I could have had a little more time with her, but I can't.

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Published: October 2016

I was only three
When you were taken away from me.
If only you could see
You meant the world to me.
If you were here,
You could wipe away my tear.

People do not understand the pain.
The memories torment my brain.
I wish I could forget
All the bad things I've seen
Dealing with your pain.

I needed you,
Even though I barely knew you.
Mom, I love you a lot.
I hope you know you will never be forgot.
I will make you proud!
I promise!

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  • by Kim Miller
  • 2 years ago

My Beautiful Mom My Rock My Heart My Soul My Hero My Strength My best friend My Confidant My Everything My beautiful mom (my rock, my heart, my soul, my hero, my strength, my best friend, my confidant, my everything) went home to be with The LORD on December 20, 2015. There are no words to describe the pain and heartache, even after almost one year later. I was your only child. We became so close as I got older. I'm here without you, Mommy, and I don't understand why I know you are in Heaven. I'm trying day by day to stay strong like you. I LOVE you and thank God for you being my Mommy and Grandmom to the boys. We miss and love you so. I really do wish Heaven had visiting hours just to see you again. How can I make it without you, Mommy? You carried me for nine months and brought me into the world. I thought we were supposed to be together forever, Mommy. I love and miss you so. I know Mommy you are in Heaven now. My angel, my hero, you are the wind beneath my wings. Fly high, Mommy, fly high. I know we will be reunited. Now get your rest, Mommy. I love you.

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