I sometimes miss being that little girl who had the comfort of her mother just simply laying in her lap and having her run her fingers through my hair.....
i miss walking hand in hand on the beach by moon light,with that special one
miss looking into her eyes and seeing my world feeling her heart beat against my
i miss her laying her head on my chest as she sleeping in my arms watching over her as her guardian angel
i miss seeing her smile,knowing i am the one who made her smile i miss hearing her laugh,knowing i was the one who made her laugh i miss thanking God for blessing me with her i miss thanking God for blessing me with a another day with her to love her with all of my heart and soul
but most of all i miss her whispering in my ear as i am holding her in my arms feeling her heart beat aginst my i miss these words most of all dammit why i love you so
I really,really miss getting a good nights sleep,tis almost 9am and I have yet to fall asleep,Jack Frost and my poor ole broken wrist are not getting on well at all.....
My son, Shawn, who died in 1999 Grandpa Donnelly, Mom and Dad, my sis Bea The scent and presence of my first husband, Jim The town of Farran's Point,Ontario, where I was born. It was flooded. Climbing trees in Farran's Point. Walking on train rails in Farran's Point Banana Splits and chocolate sundaes Midnight swims in the St. Lawrence River Friday and Saturday night dancing to live bands at various halls in Ontario Walking neath the warm downpours during humid summers in Ontario My dog, Roxy Bush Camp Jam sessions with my old friends The magic moments that were spent with loves of yesterday
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