Never Saying Goodbye

We went to your resting place
on Mother's Day. I was the only
one who cried. You're not there.
I know it but it still stings.
I can't speak to you or
go into your room to see you.
You'll never be gone, but where are you?
You were my mother
and now I'm motherless
in a dirty world.
Where are you?
I need you.
I'm never saying goodbye.