Sharing a sunrise with 'mum'

Dear Mum, i've never said this to you -
(you left us so suddenly after a flu
leaving us no chance to ever say:
Mum, i love you... or goodbye, Mum...

Brought up to express love,
in what we do for each other;
not said in so many words -
so "i love you" does not come easy,
but i'm sure you know...
so did dad, on his deathbed -
when his eyes searched around,
and singled us out one by one:
though he could not speak,
i knew what he was trying to tell me...
"Yes, i know, and i'll be good -
no more temperamental 'flights of fancy';
and i'll take care of mum and sisters,
like i should..."
and all these years i've tried
to do the best i could -
to keep that promise,
to be good...

One lovely morning i saw 'mum'
sitting alone, at the lake...
i crept close, and stood by her -
and then i saw the loveliest sight:
the morning sun and the whole sky,
with fluffy clouds sailing by -
were all reflected so clearly,
on the murkey waters of the lake...
and so there she sat on the bench -
and there i stood just two steps away;
and we watched the sunrise together,
in companionable silence, as the colours
are reflected on the surface of the lake,
in all its wonderous splendour...

Finally, when all was over,
and the sun safely in the sky,
did she notice me standing close by:
she turned and smiled at the stranger,
and i smiled back at her -
and then got up and hobbled away,
(she even had Mum's gait!)
and i watched her back,
as she slowly made her way, away:
"Goodbye Mum..." i whispered after her...