I wish for nothing more
Than just one more day,
For I would give it all,
Just to hear her say.
It's funny how
In life it seems
You take for granted
The most important things.
To feel her close,
And be safe again,
Safe from my own self,
Back with my best friend.
Yes, she was the best,
And at other times the only,
My Friend, you left me here,
And now my heart is lonely.
If you could just come back,
If only for one day,
I'd make sure that I'd listen
To all you had to say.
And now that it's too late,
You cannot speak anymore.
I finally realized,
I should have heard you before.
And if I could do it over,
I'd only change one thing,
I'd tell you that I love you,
And how much joy to me you bring.
No one will ever know
Quite how I feel inside,
And on that day you left,
You weren't the only one who died.
You have always been there, Mom,
And you loved me 'til the end,
So with all my heart and soul,
I love you too, My Friend.
© Mistique Hart
Σ 'αγαπώ αδελφή μου
S 'agapó̱ adelfí̱ mou
I love you my sister
These two Poems are From "Grief Poems" at Ellie's Way
My mom when she was young-doing Yoga at home
My
mother was 100% Greek, but a lot of people asked her if she was Latin
or Filipino, and said it was because of her skin, and eyes.
Tara, and I look a lot like Mom, only she was better looking
Σ 'αγαπώ τη μητέρα μου
S 'agapó̱ ti̱ mi̱téra mou
I love you my mother
Mom casual-at home
Mom as a blonde-Beautiful, and dressed to go out with dad
She cut, and dyed her hair blonde, then let it grow out her natural deep dark brown color
I liked her as both a blonde, and brunette.
Dad up close. He’s very handsome, and he still adores his wife, our mom
Σ 'αγαπώ μπαμπά μου
S 'agapó̱ bampá mou
I love you my Daddy
I was beautiful when I was young
Finally Home
To my mom
A beautiful mind that first thought of me
A womb that kept me safe
A smile that exploded
The first time she saw my face
Loving arms that cradled me
Gentle hands that brushed my hair
A contagious, vibrant laugh
That still lingers in the air
Two lips that kissed my banged up knees
And wiped away my tears
A tongue that prayed continuously
Through all my childhood years
Approving eyes that watched me dance
That never missed a show
Ears that listened to all my hurts
Advice that helped me grow
A faith that helped me spread my wings
Her spirit made me strong
Encouragement that made me brave
That helped me write my song
The greatest mom, my truest friend
I wish I could see your smile
Still, today my heart leaps with joy
Because I had you for a while
Thirty-Eight years, spent and gone
A life that briefly touched my own
A smile on her Savior’s face
A soul that’s finally home
by Jamie Zahradnik-Williams
Poem © Mistique Hart