WITHIN MY HEART

WITHIN MY HEART

by Dreamy Poetess

The quiet house folds shadows, dim and deep,

Where laughter once danced, now silence keeps.

The chair she claimed sits empty, still,

A hollow ache no time can fill.

The days unfold like brittle leaves,

Each one heavier than the grief it weaves.

I find her in the whispers near,

In every corner, I feel her here.

Mama, you held the storms inside,

Fought tides that broke yet would not hide.

Your voice, though soft, was fierce and true,

A lighthouse beam when skies turned blue.

Now, I tread the years we lost,

Haunted by the final cost.

But in the marrow of my soul,

Your memory is my quiet whole.

I carry you in unseen seams,

In midnight fears and fragile dreams.

And though the wound is raw and wide,

Within my heart, you still reside.

The grief is sharp, the pain profound,

Yet in this silence, love is found,

Mama, you will always be missed.

I still feel your hand that I kissed.

(In loving memory of my mother, who bravely fought Sarcoma.)

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