Dear Mum, TOMORROW Tomorrow brings another year without you. Those Mothering Sundays you sat waiting to see what I would bring you, waiting to see if I will call, waiting to see if I would take you for granted or just not at all. Tomorrow brings another year Im sad, another day when Facebook Feeds show compassion, love & adoration with plenty who cant partake. Tomorrow brings another year were I am forced to remember the wrongs of my childhood, those things I never said sorry for, A Facebook post once a year that gives me solace to my still hidden grief is a release. Tomorrow I WORK twice as hard so as not to think about what Im missing from that call what time are you coming, what I lost the day you left, the day I swore I would never cry as it wouldnt bring you back, I cry still because of who you were. Tomorrow dear Mum you will, as you have always been since you left this place, with me in my heart, that place where nobody will ever know what we went through, what we shared YOU the Mother who forgave me for EVERYTHING I had ever done & all because you loved me. Tomorrow you wont be here another year Tomorrow you wont pick up that phone Tomorrow I occupy my mind for I miss you so much that the celebration of myself as a Mum makes me miss you more. Tomorrow you will as ever watch me, guide me, keep me safe from wherever you are So tomorrow will just be like any other day but for now its just another day called TOMORROW
Posted on: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 17:58:30 +0000
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