Keepsakes

She died on a Sunday in a moment
A life that had not yet been fully spent
There was a wake with friends and family
I thought losing my mother would never happen to me

The funeral was on a cold winter day
We buried her in the usual way
I went to her apartment to be alone
Just wanting to be in her home

I wanted to be near all that was dear
Seeing the clothes she used to wear
I looked in the closet and there on the shelf
Was a box that I had made her myself

I took it out and opened it gently
Thinking of how much she loved me
I was so surprised to find
A note that she left behind

I opened the note yellowed with age
And cried as I saw the writing on the page
I was in first grade when I wrote her this letter
Certainly my handwriting could have been better

It said I love you Mommy and I’ll be a good girl
She had this letter hidden like a precious pearl
When I looked further I saw a Valentine
It was the first one I gave her, yes it was mine

And then I saw a little package and I opened it
I saw a lock of my hair, and had a crying fit
I always knew that she loved me but I didn’t realize
That she considered these Keepsakes such a prize

Keepsakes

Sally Omar

Joined January 2008

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