Autumn Green - The 5th Season

Poet's note: I wrote this a few days after my mother's death, after I asked God why he took her. We knew that it was going to happen but I never told her simply "I love you". I regret that, and I'm angry because of it. Each line starts with a letter of her name. That's important to me, because it's almost like she's with me in my poem.)
 

My God, why did you take my mother?

Angles took the wrong one - not her - another.

Regret is a feeling that I feel everyday;

You took her from me, and I didn't say -

"I Love You, Mom," in my own way;