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Click hereFirst of all, I beg leave of you all. October is Breast Cancer Awareness month and I wrote this poem for my best friend, my mom, I lost her to the worst form of breast cancer three years this month. Please do a monthly self exam on your breasts and to women over 40, get the proper yearly tests (mammo and ultra sound.)
This poem is a form of therapy for me, so please stop reading here if you feel this isn't for you. I will understand. Thank you.
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Dear Mom,
Yes, I’m fine, I manage to pull through,
Though each and every day, still begins and ends with you.
My first thought in the morning, and my last one at night,
You’re always here inside my heart, beyond reason, beyond sight.
Yes, I’m good, as good as one can be,
I allow my tears to flow, when others cannot see.
And yes, I smile, and yes, I laugh, but then when I’m alone
Your presence is in every room, your fragrance, your cologne.
Yes, I’ll live, as I promised you I would,
To never dwell upon the pain, to remember only good,
My hand in yours, to help me up for all the times I fall
To always know that you will come to guide me, when I call.
Yes, I’m happy, reasonably so,
It’s very easy to pretend, and no one ever knows
That the smile that’s wide and the hearty laugh, these never touch my soul,
For I gave to you a part of me, that’s why, I’m never whole.
I’ll remember you in sunshine, I’ll remember you in rain
I’ll remember you in laughter and even through the pain.
And I’ll be fine and I’ll be good, I’ll even laugh and live,
For the best of what’s in me, only you could give,
Always,
Maya
Once again, thank you from my heart.
One never completely heals from big losses. We learn to adapt and adjust to the new normal we find ourselves living in, and I think you've expressed that in a way that many will understand.
Sometimes, "words are not enough."
There will always be an empty space in my heart, but thank you so very very much.