My Dead Mother

Tick Tock Tick Tock
Silence...
Footsteps running down the hall
Think I hear my mother call
That's wrong, completely wrong
Been thinking about her all day long
Her funeral was just yesterday
But her presence will not go away
I smell her perfume & hear her sing
I even remember her wedding ring
But that's all gone, it's in the past
How long will this darkness last
Down the hall I hear a cry
One to identify my mother by
I see her face in the mirror
Slowly her features are getting clearer
I know her touch there is no other
Now I'm in the arms of my dead mother