When a Mother dies...The Last Time by Wendy B.

The Last Time...

The last time, ever, I saw your face...
You were lying in a coffin, before us all.
But that's not where I last loved you...
That's not where I heard the heavens fall.

The last time, ever, I saw your face...
Was when I lay my face against yours and cried...
Murmuring ' I love you so', as I cuddled and held on to you,
Even though my mind was telling me that you had just died...

As my tears fell on your soft cheek, you slept on forever more
And then the sun just stopped shining on that day.
My heart left with you, my spirit frozen in such fear
That your death simply took my breath away.

The last time, ever, I saw your face
I lay next to you, stroking your tender hands still so warm...
Already through my tears, my grief, I saw a lifetime looming
Without you, a future so empty, a life looking so forlorn.

If I could only see your face again
In a sunset, or a forest, or a mountain high...
Yet beauty, purpose, feeling, right now elude me
As your spirit takes the final journey away into the soft blue sky..