Mother …
 

Cry for me when I am lonely,
 

and not when I am down.
 

Cry for me when I am losing all faith,
 

But not when I am seeking hope.
 

Each night I gaze into the mirror,
 

tears trickling down my face,

missing the perfect vision of you and your motherly embrace.
 

Remembering the mother who loved me with the greatest love.
 

A love that has no boundaries and stands strong in times of despair.
 

God’s love.
 

With each tear, I wonder will I ever see you again
 

and pray to never forget the life we shared as one.
 

Each night I returned, hoping you would be there,
 

Waiting for me,
 

to lift me up again like you used to do when I was down.
 

Then one night, when I lost my way,
 

I thought I felt your presence there with me,
 

Just as it used to be.
 

So I called out to you,
 

“Mother...Can you hear me?”  I asked aloud, as I waited for your calm voice.
 

“Mother...Can you see me?”  I asked, as I became withdrawn from my beliefs.
 

“Mother...Do you still love me?”  I asked in despair and loneliness.
 

Then, as I stood there in front of the mirror,
 

gazing into the eyes of the one you made,
 

I heard a voice speaking to me.
 

A voice from deep within,
 

that I knew could only be you.
 

“Son, yes I can hear you ...”
 

“Yes I can see you …”
 

“And my love for you will never change, for it is all that I am and what you will become.”
 

“You are not alone son. I am always by your side.”
 

“Over the years, I have watched you grow and I am proud of you and the man you have become!”
 

“Don’t cry for me, for I am in a better place.”
 

“A place where there is only love and the love I share with you.”
 

“We will see each other again.  This to you I promise.”
 

“I am in this place forever, waiting patiently for the day we will spend an eternity as one.”
 

“But for now, my love is within you.”
 

“I know this because you are a part of me, and I a part of you …”