the sun
didn't come out that day
only grey clouds
were out on parade
Dad said,
"Mom is in heaven
she's no longer here"
in my parents' bedroom
friends and family
cried and prayed
my mother was lying
cold and breathless
on her last bed
the smell of mums
permeated our house
and I hated the sign
on our kitchen's wall
'Home Sweet Home'
the only thing
I had left of her
was the scent
on her pillow
and her clothes
in the chest of drawers
I was only ten
and didn't understand
why my life had changed
from one moment to the next
I asked God
why my friends had a mom
and I would never be held
by mine
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