Treasured Memories (on Mother’s Day)

Posted on by Denis Murphy

Treasured Memories (on Mother’s Day).

 

She has gone now, leaving us all alone

Sometimes I forget and pick up the phone

Ready to dial for our daily chat

A creature of habit, can’t help that

 

Suddenly, it hits like a blow

You catch your breath, then let go

Leaving an emptiness, a gaping hole

A loneliness in your heart and soul

 

Oh to hear her voice just once more 

Or to see her walk through that door

Always a lady with her radiant smile

Elegant and graceful and oh such style

 

She has gone now, leaving only memories  

Full of laughter and joy that please

While some can make you cry and weep

Those Treasured memories we will always keep.

 

C Denis Murphy 16 March 2020.

 

 

 

 

 

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I am a 63year old married man, born and raised in Cork city, Ireland. I am currently living in a small rural village in County Sligo. In 2007, I was diagnosed with Parkinson's Disease. I write poems to help me express my emotions and feelings and to help others to try to understand what it is like to live with disability and the erosion of independence and freedom most people take for granted.