I wrote this a few days after my mother's death, after I asked God why he took her. We knew that it was going to happen but I never told her simply "I love you". I regret that, and I'm angry because of it. Each line starts with a letter of her name. That's important to me, because it's almost like she's with me in my poem.
This poem originally was published in Sad Poems - Poems about Death
I Regret
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My God, why did you take my mother? Angles took the wrong one - not her - another. Regret is a feeling that I feel everyday; You took her from me, and I didn't say - "I Love You, Mom," in my own way; Only to hear her say it back to me. God, why couldn't you just let us be? She didn't deserve to die; Didn't deserve to be in pain, Only to leave me here asking you why - Night after night when I cry in vain. |
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