Mother's Day Poem by vicki christison

Since you left every day is hard.
Holiday's aren't for celebrating
They are for faking smiles and laughter
While praying to survive.

Everyday is a struggle
Trying to except the reality
Of this new worrld that I hate
And I Just want to escape.

But today, this was our day
Mother's Day. You made this
Day for me. The first to call
Me mom, my first and only son.

I have my girls and love them
The same but you were the first
To give me this name.

A day for mothers,
And siblings to celebrate
With their sisters and brothers.
Yes we try but it's hard when
You're in the sky.

Vicki Christison
2024