November 23rd, 2025
Winner: Weekly Poems Contest #21
by Sarah Abou
I regret the distance, cold and sharp,
The space where we were far apart,
But yet, two sides of the same half,
Had I held her close, warmed her heart,
Would fading light have found me?
Since I was twelve, that day has remained,
April 6th, the day my light went out.
I mourn what we could have been,
Our shared love, our silent shout.
In every mirror, I find her face.
I am the echo she left behind –
Daughter.
Our lives entwined beyond the grave,
In me, her voice and heart are still brave.
Grief is a thread, thin as spider's lace,
Pulled tight beneath unyielding skies.
Her voice, an echo in forever's place,
A lantern fading where memory lies.
I said goodbye to my best friend,
A bond dissolved in twilight's fall,
Her love is a wound time will not mend,
Mother's love will never die at all.
Biography of the Poet
My name is Sarah Abou, and I'm a student from Punta Cana, La Altagracia, Dominican Republic.
My mother died when I was 12 and since then my life has never been the same.
My best friend died that day.
Keywords: motherhood, remembrance
Previously Published in Weekly Poems:
"Autumn Shine" by Addison Richards
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