Oh So Close, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Sleepy Nicolle, c. 1900, Mary Cassatt

Oh So Close

Oh my mother dear
Please keep me so near
Ever, ever close
So that I may hear
A comforting sound
The gentle beating
Of your loving heart
Let me feel the warmth
Of your loving touch
It is only you
I shall love so much
Many years from now
I know we will part
But you’ll ever be
So close in my heart

Lavender, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Lavender

Lavender

This path that I walk is extremely short
But ample for my memories to sort
Today there is no need to hurry through
So I linger with many thoughts of you

Stopping and stooping at the lavender
There is no herb which can match its splendor
Its regal color and comforting scent
The many memories they represent

A little girl running filled with laughter
Who’ll remain in my heart ever after
Never in these years did a day go by
That you do not bring a tear to my eye

No thought of you would I ever rebuff
For the time spent would never be enough
As every moment would make my heart stir
No greater love than mother for daughter

A Mother’s Grief, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

A Mother's GriefExtreme Unction, Jakub Schikaneder (1897)

A Mother’s Grief, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

She stands there lifeless unable to cry
A heart so crushed it not wanting to beat
Refusing to say her final goodbye
To her child she visions as being sweet

Wishes was she to be put in the ground
But hears “Mother” from others’ needy call
Turns slowly in fear of seeing the mound
Finding no comfort from cold hardened wall

Lantern out, she sees in total darkness
Her little girl who’s afraid of the night
Reaching out but there’s nothing to caress
She cries into the pillow held so tight

From that bleak night years have now slowly passed
Undying love for her child still held fast