Accepted All But 1 Poem by Linda I. Weischedel

Finally living life on my own,
I actually see I am somewhat living it alone,
I couldn't have shared much more allowing each and every
emotion to be shown.

There were a few things I had to accept,
I know I am different from others,
but this doesn't make me a reject,
a lot of times my personality is much too strong
giving off an indirect effect,
my passion to love just one being I see must be far
hard to accept.

I feel my talents are what people see and want most,
I truly know what I have within these gifts yet you'd
never ever hear me boast,
here is the one thing I am having the hardest to accept most....

Losing Momma is what's tearing at my heart,
I hate the fact that I will never see her again and we'll always
be apart,
this woman always made me feel top notch, as in thee best,
I say to myself,
Linda she is no longer suffering,
she fought long and hard, now she is
finally at rest.

My Mom was my inspiration,
she was truly my everything, now that she is gone,
I have no desire to ever want to sing,
no matter how hard I try, it just doesn't mean a thing.