Tuesday, May 12, 2015


Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child
Mother’s Day approaches
People are running to get gifts, plan meals, and purchase flowers
for their Mothers
I stand alone
Feeling like an orphan
My Mother lived a good life
But she left me
She went to heaven and she is gone!
I don’t have the orchids to buy, take her out to dinner, call her up and laugh with
I dread the holiday every year
I don’t want to go to church and stand up so you can give me white roses
So that everyone knows that I had a mother and she is deceased
People staring like poor baby
I put on a smile and inside I am crying
I want to hold her hand one more time
I want to hear her voice on the other end of the phone
I want to go and get her something nice to wear
I want to sign that card for Mother’s Day
I don’t like to feel this way


by Patricia A. Saunders
Author of Let It Rain