Yellow Roses... (A Mother's Day Poem (3)) Poem by chantelle ribeiro

Old photographs are all that's left of you
The Autumn leaves have fallen
All around upon the ground
Scattered like my memories
And here I am once again on Mother's day
Standing at your tomb
I brought your favorites
Yellow roses wet with dew
This is my time with you
I miss you mom...
Times are hard
I am in pain
When will it all be okay?
When will the sorrow go away?
The miss you days
will always stay, won't they?
but I swear sometimes I hear you whisper
when I shed a tear
that's when I know that you are here