Full Moon Flower Super Power – a poem for my mom

@amderon

One whole year ago you left this planet.

It was definitely not enough time, but alas, there’s nothing we can do about it.

I can remember the days leading up to your death,

I can vividly recall your very last breath.

Since you’ve gone, I’ve spent a lot of time thinking, so much time grieving.

Death is so intense and sometimes quite mysterious.

I wonder what it felt like for you to have to leave us.

June, your one year anniversary couldn’t have come at a stranger time.

We’re literally on lockdown due to COVID-19,

keywords here are: stay home, 6 feet, mask, and vaccine. 

I miss your laugh, we all do.

I can hear you saying, this is not just some seasonal flu.

Mom, I remember you so well,

I’ll never forget the time we got lost in Massachusetts looking for our hotel.

Or how you’d make me Santa’s elf,

and have me wrap every damn gift so you didn’t have to do it yourself.

I know some days I was a pain in your ass,

but I was also really good at kissing your ass.

Junebug, Mama, JuneNipples, or just June,

did you know that you passed away under a beautiful, pink full moon?

I’m sad I don’t get to have my mom with me anymore,

so I’ll have to hold close to my heart, memories of before.

Every single day I think of you,

it’d be hard not to, as a mother-daughter duo, there was so much we went thru.

Mom, I cried so hard after you left, my body hurt, my eyes burned,

I cried so much I was beginning to become concerned.

This past year I learned that although love is free, it comes at a cost.

Grief is the price you pay,

we sure hope you loved your post-funeral soiree.

You need to know that I am happy and relieved you are in a better place,

but you have no idea how much I miss seeing your face.

If there is one thing that will always make me think of you,

it’s a flower.

I hope for the rest of my life you’re always with me,

like my own little super power.

xo, Lauren