by Rena Kay

Created on: November 17, 2011   Last Updated: November 19, 2011

I count the days with every tear that falls.
My grief so intense, it smothers my very breath.
I knew it was all going to end, and it did.
But I wasn't prepared. Are you ever?

I miss you ever day and worse at night,
When I lay my head down for sleep..
I think I should have called you.
You would have loved to hear about that.

But then I remember you are gone.
Left me like a thief in the night.
My family expects me to be strong,
Provide a good example.Say you fought a good fight.

The truth is I'm lost, transformed back to my childhood days.
I need you Mom, and I don't know what to do.
Thanksgiving is near and your memories overwhelm me.
Your smile your touch, I crave so very much.

I count the days with every tear that falls.

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