To Mom with Love
By yussufhot911
I may never see another white sand beach, or even hear the sweet turtledoves sing, but I know each time I see you smile, you’ll bring fond memories of me as a child. I may never feel another soft raindrop, or on cold winter nights hear the whispering winds, cause such are these rough and harsh times we live in, when your time may come on any given hour or day. So today I may smile but just one last time, or even try to write my poems last line, and I’ll miss my goodbyes when you leave in the day, and closing the gates when you come back at night. but please dear Mom, hold back those tears, for you gave my life the most memorable years, so as the time drifts on and night covers my day, I say "Thank you dear Mom" for coming my way. Written January 28th, 2002 © on Jan 28 2002 02:08 PM PST 18 • 0 • 9
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