Tomorrow
I said, "I'll see you tomorrow." You nodded weakly and replied, "Tomorrow." But tomorrow never came. "Tomorrow" is the last word I ever heard you say. "Tomorrow," haunts me. For weeks you said you were ready to go because you were in so much pain but I was afraid to lose you, Mom, to lose your wisdom all your love your strength. The world is colder without you my poem shivers on the page. I try to embrace the echoes of your voice that still linger. Your dog stopped eating no matter what I tried he just laid with his head on your purse still full of prescription bottles and butterscotch candies. Graham buried him this morning under your favorite pine tree. When your heart stopped for a moment I thought all the clocks everywhere, would too. How can the world continue to spin without you? I pretend you aren't gone I'm just too busy to call, but yellow roses make me think of you. You created stories, d