There are not many things that I’m afraid of
There’s not many thing that make me cry
But some how deep down in my heart
I fear my mom’s going to die
I wish this feeling never found me
I wish that it would go away
I want it to leave and just let me be
But sadly I know it’s here to stay
I want these tears to stop falling
Because I know my feeling isn’t true
But I know I can’t control what in my heart
So there’s nothing that I can do
I know what I’m feeling isn’t real
And tomorrow morning it’ll disappear
But just know it’s possible, that it can happen
Is enough to make it my worst fear
I want to get rid of this feeling
And for that all I do is try
It’ll never come true, it’ll never happen
Please don’t make me say goodbye…
~Kay~
Author notes
I was wide awake at 3 am when i wrote this
A contest entry
- Women Only (prewites welcome) by Danna Hobart.
490 points, ended January 29, 15 entries
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Beautiful!
Though I am much older than you, there are some things that age knows no boundries and fear of your mother dying is one of them... at least for me. I have had this fear all my life and my mother is now 78 and still takes care of an acre of land, raises berries and vegtables to sell at the farmers market, and up until 2 years ago was still working a job 4 days a week. PHEW! I only wish I had so much energy! But still I grieve prematurely... I don't understand why, but that's the way it has been for me.
This is a beautiful poem, it flows and the rhyme comes natural, not forced it's as if it just flowed out of you onto the keyboard. Thank you for sharing, it's comforting to know I'm not the only one.
... Jo
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