Going Home

by Gary R Priester   Apr 14, 2013


Her heart beat on
As she laid in The Home

Son I'm tired and weak
I just want to go home

Her mind slowly faded
Till in memores she wandered and roamed

She didn't know me
I was someone other than her own

My visits were hard
I preferred to see her alone

When leaving I'd cry
As I slowly drove home

Then the day of the call
To the emergency room I'd flown

Her eyes were still bright
But her strength was not shown

The doctor came to me
As I stood there alone

A decision must be made
Intervene or let her go home

With family far away
The decision was mine alone

The doctor stood waiting
As my mind ached to atone

Then my heart heard her voice
Son I just want to go home

The decision was made
They left us alone

Family and friends slowly arrived
Traveling far from their homes

The room filled with voices
But in my mind I was alone

I became slowly angry
She's mine leave us alone

I was jealous of every one
Even my own

I stood consumed in rage
I wanted them all to go home

I held it inside
In the crowded room alone

Then the world stopped around me
My heart heard her beautiful tone

Son, forgive them
And let me go home

I'll never leave you
You won't be alone

Peace filled my heart
As I stood still as a stone

She breathed her last breath
But didn't leave us alone

My wife said, She's gone!
I said, I know she went home

Inspired by my mother's love transcending death

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  • 11 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Gary-

    I just recently had my Mother in Law pass away, and she was alos my best friend.. so this piece hits home with me in a deep way... to read this, is comforting in a sense.. a beautiful display of words...

  • 11 years ago

    by Bobby Brownlie

    This poem was very touching and I can feel and understand the feelings. I lost my mother not to long ago and just wrote a poem in her memory. I'm just glad they are not in pain anymore.

    • 11 years ago

      by Gary R Priester

      We lost my wif's mother her father and my mother within four months of each other and we had to make the decision to let them go each time.

      Thank you for your kind commets

  • 11 years ago

    by L

    Sir, this is a moving piece.
    she is home, in a better place, and always remains in their love one's hearts.

    Thank you for sharing.

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