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Gone...

Gone...

 Frantic words delivered the blow 
that pierced through to the core of my soul. 
  Misplaced memories crash over me, drowning my perspective like a tsunami. 
  The breath I took was taken right back. All sounds faded as I stared into black. 
  Time feels so different since you went away. Can't tell between a week or a day.
  Never prepared for you to be gone. I'm relearning how to live without my mom. 

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sparrowsong

Hello Brooke...

I'm so sorry about your Mom and the things you're having to cope with...

Some of us have notice, but there's still no preparation for that...

With no warning or any notice is definitely much harder...

Beautiful and a very touching tribute!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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Dean Kuch

First and foremost I am truly sorry to learn of the loss of your beloved mother, Brooke.
I'm fortunate in that I still have both of my parents with me so I haven't had to cross that sad, blue bridge just yet.
I can tell you this much.
I'm not looking forward to it.
Your poem is a lovely, well written tribute to your mother's sweet memory.
~Dean

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