In the Letting Go: Words to Heal the Heart on the Death of a Mother

MOTHER DEAR (Oh mother dear, I miss you like never before) Where are your warm hugs? Have they cracked and wilted in your empty arms Where are your sweet smiles? Have they dried and shriveled on your cold lips Where are your funny jokes? Have they turned to dust and lay at your feet To whom will comfort me? To whom will dry my tears? To whom will I lay my head, When no one else is near? (Oh mother dear, I need you more than ever) Where have you been? Have you finally been laid to rest Where are you now? Are you flying high with the angels? OR Are you down in the deep dark well? Call Me Sonya Grey: A Young Girl's Poems about Death, Life and Adolescence