I Miss Her Already

Phylis
Isolated, in a crowded hall,
My mother sat in her wheelchair,
Slumping,
Lifelessly staring,
Unaware,
Lost to the world around her,
So all alone.

I whispered, "Mom," and she seemed to wake,
Connecting to the present time
Eyes
Watery with tears,
Frantically,
Reaching to pull me closer,
Holding on tight.

We embraced in the crowded hallway,
And I kneeled, close, by her wheelchair,
Whispering
I love you so much
Missing her
Even while held in her arms
Knowing, soon she'll be gone.

Published by Phylis

I currently live in Bunker Hill, IL. I am a retired teacher.  View profile

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  • cathiesblogs12/2/2008

    I can feel your pain and so understand...but..oh how I wish that I could hug my mom !!....

  • Melissa Lawson11/29/2008

    My mother is in a nursing home. I so understand your pain.

  • Marie Lowe10/13/2008

    I'm sure this is a tough time for you, my mother is battling cancer. Makes you wonder sometimes what the meaning of life is.

  • samaira10/6/2008

    Very well written.

  • jcorn9/29/2008

    I'm sobbing as I read this one. Thanks for the excellent and moving piece. This one strikes home for me.

  • SAIKAT KUMAR DUTTA9/20/2008

    Sooo beautiful, very well written.

  • Genie Walker9/18/2008

    You have expressed yourself very powerfully.

  • Christine Bruness9/18/2008

    I know exactly what you mean all too well. Excellent poem.

  • Eric Pudalov9/17/2008

    I really like this poem, even though the words are simple. I could feel some of what you were expressing for your mother! Nicely done.

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