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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398855" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mother’s day</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was mother’s day<br>and you wanted your dead mother<br>to be alive again, <br>more sincerely than anything.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You even were angry with me<br>for not thinking about you<br>on that day<br>of you now being motherless<br>when you had a mother<br>for most of your life<br>and a father too</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and that there was something empty, <br>something missing from your life, <br>and her being gone<br>was terrible on that particular day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That you couldn’t make her breakfast, <br>pick nasturtiums <br>from the garden for her, <br>or even talk to her, <br>on that special day<br>and I said that I didn’t realize that you were<br>missing your mom so much, <br>and offered my sincere sympathy<br>and told you that we have to appreciate<br>our parents<br>while we still have them, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">that life lies only in the hand of God, <br>that I had grown up without a father<br>and that my mother was the only parent<br>whom I really knew<br>and ironically the only woman<br>that didn’t leave me in the lurch</div><div style="margin:10px 0">which made you angrier, <br>so much so that you slammed<br>the phone down in my ear<br>when I called to apologize<br>and I wondered why<br>the persons that we hold dear<br>leave so much pain<br>when they are gone<br>and what had gotten into you?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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and you wanted your dead mother
to be alive again, 
more sincerely than anything.

You even were angry with me
for not thinking about you
on that day
of you now being motherless
when you had a mother
for most of your life
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