Bask
I am only brave enough to think about it at night
And yet I still start crying because the feelings aren’t slight
I can’t help but notice the frequency of her pain and sickness
What can I do to stop her from being human, I ask
Because a day without my mother is not something I would like to sight
She has always been there for me even when I cried over a dog bite
Money was scarce but she let us feel the worlds richness
And never failed the mother task,
That is to make our world bright
But this is life, right?
Losing her is why I am not fearless
But i will carry along and appreciate her so we can enjoy to bask