Loss of a mother

I had no idea when she died
It could have been years ago

Maybe I never knew her
I don't know,
I must have known her

We did have fun
She was loving

When did it change?
I don't know

Why am I how I am?
What drives me?

I am I trying to revive her from the dead?

To reconnect with something

that was taken away

Sometimes I still see her

Hair matted

Eyes cast down

Wheeling her trolley through the rain