Where would I be without her
I do not know
She has taught me so much
Right now she needs your sweet touch.
To go before and set her free
And be with me.
I miss her so much
I still know she’s there somewhere
Please Lord touch her and heal her.
And make her like she was before.
Just as I remember her
Her eyes are so glossy I don’t understand
Her hair has turned silver and white as the snow.
But that just shows the time she spent on this earth
To care for her family and the ones she’s cared for all these years.
And that just brings me to more tears.
I wrote this poem about my mom last year. 😊