A Daughter's Poem

The sun sits upon my face. It's warmth is inviting.

If only my heart felt the same. Only most times, it feels like it's dying.

Mountains sit still. But the grief never will.

The lovelorn ways of days gone by cast shadow over clear sky.

For the day that you left me was the day that my heart died.

You held me down. But you also held me tight.

Not just during the day. But sometimes at night.

Now I must carry on mothering mine. All the while wishing for my mother, mine.

Forever Reminded

Know that just because I treat *that* day as any other ordinary day of the year,
It NEVER means I don't have you cross my mind,
Or that you aren't in the special place that
Love has made specifically for you within my heart.

For every single day,
The sting of loss touches me.
And every single day,
I wish you were instead here with me.

But with you where you reside within the walls of my heart,
I am never alone.