Remembering my mom.

Where is the rose
Fallen almost unrecognizable
Pain creeps inside
Despair shows hardy
Strength calls from a distance
Where is the rose
Memories so vivid
Lost memories of old
Time has passed with eyes off focus
Can time be bartered
I wish
Where are the answers
Where are those memories
I see now
The rose is faded

Dark will prevail
I am lost
My rose
My guide
I beg for your color to revive
Deep is my confusion
Letting go
Wanting safety of your comfort
Waning pieces of my soul give up
Empty hearted
Diminished spirit tightens
Passage of pain will come
Where is the rose
There is quiet now
Peace has entered
Understanding at a price
Taken with you a petal of me
Taken with me the elusive wholeness of being
Memories hold fast
Everlasting for direction for comfort
Where is the rose
Within spirit
Within memory
I will miss you
My mom
The rose

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