** Today would have been my Mother’s Birthday.** I miss you Mom. I know you are watching over me. I can feel your presence very strongly at times. I love you. This is for you.
The walls are permeated with the laughter and tears once shared.
I fill the room as best I can with today’s sunlight.
I open the window, but the breeze does not sweep away the past.
A life once lived clings tightly.
My fingers touch a picture frame.
Frozen in time, you cradle a child.
I can feel the love in the smile on your lips.
Your fingers gently brush the hair from my face.
Behind my eyes, I’m swept away.
I am once again, safe. Warm. Loved.
You always smelled of lilacs.
Today, your memory is as vivid as yesterday.
Other times, your face is but a faded shape in the mist.
You are always with me, a part of me.
Copyright (C) 2017 Penny Wilson
** This was previously posted in 2016, but I find it to be very fitting for today.