Child's Cry

So strange the emptiness now that you have gone. The heart knows what the mind would choose to forget. Missing you is enough to bring tears to these tired eyes. With your presence so near everything was 'okay' the world stopped spinning so madly for just those few moments you were near.

Everything is a shadow of you. I can still see you here and this foolish heart half expects to see your smile walk through the door any minute. Its time to grow up, this longing is a child's cry. But soothe this babe with your tender voice and warm smile. The scent of your perfume still lingers.

So far away. A mother's tender love remains diluted by crackling phone lines. Jobs, working in this bitter time keeps visits so few. This nervous mind knows that the corporeal will not last forever and watches the moments slip by... second by second. Waste away the minutes, hours, days--years spending time in the distance.

Again... time to grow up. Only a child cries for a mother's touch. Yet, forever I am your daughter, your child. If only the distance could disappear yet luck will never have it so. I love you Mom.