Loss of Mother Poem: My Heart Retreats

My heart retreats to a somber place

as the sun does rise. I hold

this day close for the woman who
gave birth to me gone. I must

continue living but I don’t
want to. I am lost as blowing

leaves searching for a place to rest.
I am weak; an empty soul.

My mom, my superhero; someone I
treasured more than myself now mothers

in a place I shall one day see. I
will carry on her message of love

and keep the memory of her alive
in my heart. Always.

Sayspire Poetry