I saw your teardrops fall

I saw your tear drops fall
I heard you cry my name
Mommy I love you                                                                                                                          As I released you from your pain

I watched as you lay in your bed
fearful of the end
I heard your whispered words
as you prayed for release from pain

every day for you was painful
each breath, each step you took
but filled with sadness I knew
your life was at an end

I held you with all my love
as I always used to do                                                                                                                     it was hard to see you in such pain                                                                                              as life slowly ebbed out of you

although our lives journeys
have bid us to be apart
I am with you, you are with me
you are always in my heart                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           Love always




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I am a sixty plenty wife, mother, sister, grandmother and friend. I started blogging as a coping mechanism during my beautiful daughter's final journey. Vic was desperately ill for 10 years after a botched back operation. Vic's Journey ended on 18 January 2013 at 10:35. She was the most courageous person in the world and has inspired thousands of people all over the world. Vic's two boys are monuments of her existence. She was an amazing mother, daughter, sister and friend. I will miss you today, tomorrow and forever my Angle Child. https://tersiaburger.wordpress.com

14 thoughts on “I saw your teardrops fall”

      1. I am doing well. I’m so sorry about Vic’s eldest son. I know all of you go through so much… I know Mother’s Day will be a sad one. I care, and am so sorry. Love, Gloria


  1. Oh, Vic, I have missed you…going through the demons of grief and trying to pull myself up out of the pits again. I pray for you daily for God to keep giving you strength and hope you are doing well. This poem is beautiful and so heartwrenching. I know you miss your Vic as I miss my Klysta. Stay strong my friend much love your way.


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