Grief for My Mom

Grief for My Mom

My grief knows no bounds

It swirls

And twirls

All around me

It is the winter of my mom’s life

She is dying

Lying

On a hospital bed

My grief is rife

The spring of her life

Began in the Great Depression

A beginning full of strife

That era left an impression

The summer of her life passed by

Raising three children

Time seemed to fly

Until they left the building

The fall of her life was good

It saw three more kids guided

To adulthood

We were her pride

The winter of her life was bad

A loss of balance came with age

It was really sad

That at this stage

Falling was a danger

A life changer

My mother fell

And hit her head

Making her unwell

Almost dead

My Mom is near death

Death cannot come too soon

Her last breath

Is a boon

Because it eases

Her pain

And that pleases

Me

My mother has died

My grief is boundless

I cried

Long, loud and soundless

My mother has passed away

She’s gone with the angels to stay

The four seasons of her life are gone away.

© Phil Renaud 2015