Dearly Departed

For my friend "N" who has had more than her fair share of heartache - today she lost her mother  2 years 9 months and 29 days after she lost her brother to cancer.

                                                                              PC:Dearly Departed

You knock on the window of my subconscious,

I see you standing there looking,

Trying to tell me something?

Or are you just missing me?

As much as I am you.

I try and tell myself,

Where you are is a better place,

But then how would I know,

That there is eternal sunshine and warmth...

Or maybe it's just me hoping.

Every time I tell myself,

The longing is faint,

Then there is a memory that comes,

And lodges itself in my being,

The pain that accompanies so real.

 For all the sad notes,

I wrote, spoke or thought,

The saddest thought was - saying Good Bye!

The reality is...

Maybe I am just waiting to say - Hello Again!