I wasn’t around for goodbye.

Quiet days on black sand beaches,
As you gasped,
For the air that wouldn’t fill your lungs.

I wonder if you reached out,
For me; oceans away, unaware,
That the pleasant days, was fading,
Like the sun dipping
Below the horizons.

As I walked the red temples;
Leaving prayers to gods, who allowed me
To play the fool, as I clapped my hands
And threw my wishes away.
Into the water, the coin faded,
In the dark, just as you did.

I missed the words, that I couldn’t hear;
That you couldn’t say.

The finality of the ending, you didn’t know was coming.
There was never going to be another hello, or a last goodbye.

I held your Mother’s Day card in my hand,
Scared to accept that I knew you’ll never read it;
You’ll never know, what I wrote,
As I threw the dirt onto you, burying the rose in the hole so deep.
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I watched the trees weep their petals as you became one with the ground;
The flowers of yesterday will never bloom
Again, and all I smell is rot,
In the May breeze.

Writer's Statement: ​Honestly? I guess I'm trying to figure out where I am now with my mom gone. I was too young to lose her, but to the world, I'm supposed to hurry up and move along. Life, it doesn't wait for anyone. So this is my goodbye to her. Words I can't say, but I hope maybe can reach her. To you, the reader, I hope you smile today and find a reason to be happy.