There are no words that can help explain
The length and depth of a mother’s pain
Losing a child no matter the age
To an illness or another’s rage !
Through the passage of time, aches may fade
As sadness and loss are all displayed
Seems the worst of all that can be said
Are that those we have loved are now dead,
And with heavy heart and tearful sigh
Were denied the chance to say goodbye !
Tossing, turning, waking, drowsing, reaching out in sleep unfitting
Awaking crisp and clear, sharp and clean, all dreams and thoughts permitting
License to play upon our fantasy and skim our pain away,
Yet conscience scheming, fear betraying, field a cause without delay,
Exist in part, with reason pursuing, to pray where love impedes
Life now seeming impossible, with truth and trust, blind faith succeeds,
Await your lasting decision, this trembling heart, swift speed implore
Know I could not love you so much, if I did not love myself more.
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Claire V. Bogdanos 