One Year: 30 December 2013

I don’t write poetry. But my love for, and feelings about, my mother are obviously so strong that I’ve been inspired twice this year (2013). The following marks the one year anniversary of her passing. I have come to realise that no amount of Time will change the way I feel, and in that respect, anniversaries have little meaning.

365 daysmum at home
You’ve been in every one
The good and the bad,
The high and the low.
You live in me

52 weeks
My heart’s still broken
Unconditional Love
I’ll never know againA Life in Words

12 months
Splits and rifts
Irrevocable change
And yet none.

1 year
My silent support
My rock
My world
A part of me died with you on this day, 2012.

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