As I watch others post to their feeds.
Mothers day and all great deeds.
Sharing love and glory you see.
I place my head down and remain unseen.
Serving reminder, that what is gone.
While this day is a special bond.
For me there is always something wrong.
My love for my mother held in my sacred pond.
It holds the crux to my deepest pain.
A memory lost within the grain.
My mother gone i’m forever disdained.
My thoughtful memories eternally untamed.