Dear Mom,
The day you died I kissed your face many times
After you died I held you close to me
I knew it would be the last time I held you for the rest of my life
You were so sick, in so much pain
That is no life.
I know you were afraid to die
I hope you have found comfort
Do you remember how I held your hand and lay my head on your shoulder
Even at that moment I couldn't imagine life without you
People talk about broken hearts in songs or movies.
Until that moment I had never known a true broken heart
Over and over I thought "How Can I Live Without You?"
I watched you live, I watch you die
Every day I look up at the Sky
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