A Poem I wrote, when my mum, passed away. :(

[Tori]

The Passing of a Mother.

What can be said about, the passing of a mother many things.

Remembering the times of joy, times of sadness, laughs.

Which flutter amongst the winds, which will not be forgotten even at times end.

Though anguish may be great, to where it tears the hearts strands over many seasons.

Scars that seem to ever so deepen, fade with the hands of a clock.

Even with the passing of a mother, as tragic and cruel hope exists within a feint light.

One day paths shall cross again, far away above the clouds, a smile as warm as a heart.

A forever love and joy held within the deepest reaches, spirits abound ever growing never ending.