One more…

After my mom died, I was left yearning for one more,

One more day,

One more hour,

One more minute,

One more second,

One more moment,

Just one more,

To tell her how much I loved her,

To tell her how much she meant to me,

One more,

To hold her tight and never let go,

In my arms she was safe,

One more,

To see her face,

To smell her fragrance,

To hear her laugh,

One more,

To call her my mom,

But with all the one mores,

I know that each moment would never be enough,

There would be no amount of one more that would suffice to let her go.