Becky Hemsley Poetry - Mother’s Day without your mum is to be painfully reminded of the scar across your soul. The scar that sits where a part of you is missing. Because when she left, something within you broke and left too. You were part of her and she was part of you. But this means that whilst a piece of you left with her, precious pieces of her also stayed behind with you. And if you look for her, you will see her. Everywhere. In the way your nose crinkles when you smile. In the…
