Pilgrim's Ponderings

Something I wrote a few days after my mother passed away on the 24th of December.   I thought I knew pain Until I got a call that day; That call to give me news That my mum was now far away. That I would no longer hear Her laughter and her voice, Would no longer be able to hug her Or see those twinkling eyes. My world crashed in around me, And nothing felt the same; There was anger, guilt, remorse, And waves and waves of pain. My head felt dizzy and light My heart couldn’t stop racing; As I let the news sink in, Of the reality I was now facing. “There’s no pulse” is all I could hear Those words kept ringing in my head; I felt all my strength vanish I had just enough to crawl to bed. I cried till there were no more tears, And then I cried some more; Why didn’t God keep her alive? I would have been there day after tomorrow. I would have seen her one more time And been able to see her smile; Able to see her laugh and cry Been able to say goodbye. The questions seemed unending The...