Lilacs, for you Mom

The smell of lilacs in the air

Reminds me of you, mom

And the way you took my palm

And said you would never leave me….

Then on that frightful morning so many years ago,

When you were taken from me, before it was your time to go…

These lilacs I picked for you today, mom

As I laid them upon your grave

My heart is full of sorrows

And worries for tomorrow

Wondering how life is going to be without you, mom

I sit and rub my palm,

As it aches for your lingering touch

As a child you held it tight, in protection

Now my palm is empty as my heart…

For these lilacs are for you, mom