Again some Day

She saved me,
from my self,
helped me Thur it all,
I was so lonely and cold,
But her love cured it all,
We sit at this funeral,
some sad and depressed,
Others mad,
so full of regret,
I for one,
am happy for it,
she died most happy
Knowing her love,
has changed it all,
we all wonder why she left,
but I know why,
She helped so much,
and god figured it was her time,
to help those in heaven,
with her caring ways,
and we will meet again,
another day.

*random poem, mainly based on that i had a dream where my mom died (god forbid) T_T*