We often ponder about things that will happen
Death of ourselves, end of the world,
Though we never really focus on what may happen to others
The death of your mom is like the feeling of your heart sinking into your stomach
Missing her love, touch, and voice
Asking the one question
Why did she go?
Standing in front of everyone watching you at a funeral home listening to them sob
As you speak the words of your loss
Wishing you could believe she's still with you
But what happens when you don't believe in what you do not see?
Then left to face the sad hopeless look of a little boy growing up
Barely understanding what happend
But smart enought to know
She's not coming back
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