My Father and My Mother
by Sasia Gregory
Monday, June 28, 2004
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I am a person that has a hard time talking to people about my problems. My way of coping with things is through my writing. This is a poem I wrote after the death of my mother. My father had passed away a few years earlier. Her name was replaced by the phrase "A Happy Mom"
In September of 1955 - I was brought into this world,
A happy mom had given birth - to a bouncing baby girl.
Albert was just one year old - he is my older brother,
When the doctor happily pronounced - again, you are a mother.
Almost two years later through food and toys - and shoes and dresses torn,
Another child was brought about - my sister Gail was born.
We lived a lowly family life - but I thank GOD above,
Although we didn't have a lot - we never lacked in love.
Throughout the years of ups and downs - happy times and sad,
When my mother wasn't there for me - I always had my dad.
One day sadness struck me - like it never had before,
The father that I loved so much - stepped through death's open door.
Well, after daddy died - it was always one thing or another,
But, through all the stressful times - I was glad to have my mother.
There were many times we didn't - get along at all,
But every time I needed her - she was there when I would call.
One day I announced to her - I'd be moving far away,
And although she would wish me well - I knew she wanted me to stay.
After we were miles apart - we grew closer than before,
And even though I loved her - it seemed I loved her even more.
I would think about her often - her living room filled with clocks,
I looked forward to the phone calls - and our regular weekly talks.
I never will forget her face - her warm reassuring smiles,
And the time that I surprised her - and closed the gap between the miles.
We always had nice visits - and no matter how hard I'd try,
It was never an easy thing to do - to have to say good-bye.
The next time that I talked to her - she said that things were fine,
And then she'd tell me all the things - that she had on her mind.
Then one day came the shocking news - it cut me like a knife,
Almost deeper than the first time - another sad day in my life.
Now death has taken her from me - but when I feel like I can't cope,
I think about what the Bible says - about the resurrection hope.
A day when all our loved ones dead - will come back to life,
And have a chance to live again - in earth's new paradise.
I don't know just quite how they will - and, I don't know when,
But the one thing that I do know is - I will see her again.
One day we will happily be - reunited with one another,
In paradise, I will again see - My Father and My Mother.
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|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Sasia. Thank you for making me look at myself via your verses. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green
|AAAAA-men!! You have expressed yourself beautifully -- made us see, hear, feel. . .weep! Your mom and dad would be so proud of you. No, ARE. They are looking down with awe!! Obviously, you got the best possible combination of the great traits each of them
possessed in abundance. Add to them your talent and flair. . .amazing!!! Love 'n' Hugs, 'Pea' <3
|Reviewed by Jane Rodway
|This is so moving! You did a wonderful job of expressing yourself and telling this family story through poetry. The ending was so hopeful, and positive, a great ending to this emotional piece.|
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|This is sad, yet packed with hope. Wonderful poetry.|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
welcome to author's den, first of all, you're among friends
second of all, beautiful, moving tribute to your parents
i'm sorry for your loss--i know what it is like to lose a parent (mom died 14 years ago, i miss her, still)
(((((HUGS))))) and love, karla. :(
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Sasia, I am so glad I stopped by to read this riveting, heartfelt poem! What a lovely tribute to your parents! They will live on, thanks to this write! I lost my mom 14 years ago (age 59), and I still feel the pain years later! Keep on writing! It will do you a lot of good; it sure has done wonders for ME! Well done1
(((HUGS))) and much love, your new Texas friend, Karen Lynn. :( >tears <
|Reviewed by P. Michaels
|Sasia, writing is an excellent way of coping. You're not alone in your feelings. I'm glad that you're willing to share them, and I thank you for doing so. It let's those who miss their parents know we have much in common. I miss mine, too, and I also write about my desire to see them again. Still it's a relief to know that they don't have to suffer anymore. Before my mother's death, I kept wishing that I could make her young again. She had lost the ability to do all the things she enjoyed most. My dad, like yours, also died a few years before her. He was in great pain. His every breath was labored. When he died, I thanked the Lord that he didn't have to suffer anymore.
Even so, I dearly miss them both, and that feeling won't go away.
Love and prayers,
|Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger
|Beautiful heartfelt write, Poet!!!… Peace thru those wonderful Memories!!!…Thank you for sharing them.|