Death Of A Mother

The sons stood there watching, as they wheeled her out to the car,
One of the sons was near to her, the other son was far,
Both internal and external tears were shed, emotions dealt with in different ways,
But they both relived those happy times, and life events of past days.

Anyone else would see a mother, struck down way before her time,
What the sons saw was an Angel, and the way she left this world not fine,
They both wished her forever peace, as the car drove off and away,
And they had thought that without her love, they wouldn't survive another day.

The pain of no company pulls at your heart, why would such a woman give in,
She has left a kind of blankness inside, bigger than an empty tin,
The sons never gave up loving, it was their mother and they did care,
But like all Angels that bless our lives, she was truly needed elsewhere.

They can only live now remembering, and the pain is a terrible phase,
But it hits you most days like a ton of bricks, memories emerge from mind's maze,
One can see her now and one cannot, one may need her spirit more,
There is only three family members left, when back then there used to be four.