Dear Mom,

It has been—

Only last January? 

February?

I am glad you are gone.

And, I’m sad, too.

 

It has been—

A short, long while?

A long, short while?

When we celebrated—

The memories of You.

 

I am glad you’re gone.

Death ends suffering!

Death— makes suffering?

I am missing you, thou—

Your 95 years are through.

 

Writing to you to let you know—

I’ll never forget all you’ve done.

Will you remember all we’ve done?

Sincerely and with all my love.

I bid you this adieu.

 

Your son,

 

William