Sunday, February 7, 2010

For Mom

February 7th (today) was my Mother's a’h 'English' birthday so I thought this was an appropriate time to post this. I was doing some cleaning the other day and came across a poem I wrote several years ago. I guess I was missing my beloved Mother at the time and decided to use my creativity to express it. If I don't write it down somewhere other than the crumpled piece of paper it is written on, it will likely be lost forever. Regardless, I realize it is just a cathartic release, so please bear with me as I share my inner feelings. I apologize if this isn’t the kind of blog you like, but you will have to wait till the next one for something less personal.

For Mom

What do you see when you watch us from above?
Do you still recognize all of those you love?

We have surely changed; our children have all grown,

Do you feel a sense of pride from the precious seeds you've sown?

How do you perceive us?

How do Neshamas feel?

It's beyond my comprehension,

So abstract, yet so real!

I pray that you rest peacefully in your new divine abode,

That your journey to our 'Maker' was a smooth and passive road.

How wonderful it must have been to once again unite

With souls once lost and spirits joined in HaShem’s Eternal Light.

Oh, Mommy how I miss you,

I long for your embrace,

Your caring, tender, loving ways,

To see your smiling face.

But life goes on and I must live to build our family chain,

It hurts to feel your absence, but I try to bear the pain,

And as my children give me pleasure, so much 'nachas' day by day,

My solace comes through this blessing that HaShem has sent my way.

I ache to have you near me,

Life's ups and downs to share,

But I accept G-d's Judgment

So I will not despair.


  1. Beautiful Chaya, and though it was years ago, I am sorry for your loss. We can never really leave the pain of losing someone behind, and I do not think we are suppose to. But when we use their values and their goodness in the world they are never really gone; even if no one knows their name, their true legacy is passed on.

  2. No need to apologize! Anything written from the heart is beautiful. Keep on writing.........

  3. Beautiful, Chaya. I know the emptiness and aching that you have lovingly described. My heart is with you as you remember your Mom. When I look at my great grandchildren I am in awe of what this one person has left for me.
    One day we will be reunited with those we love and miss.

  4. Ever so moving, dear Chaya!!! I know exactly how you feel!! I am certain she is up there smiling and telling others,"Isn't she wonderful? That's my Chaya!!" May you know no other pain such as losing our Moms!!