I had a great visit with you But one thing we never knew, Is that I volunteered to go Down there with you below.
You learned just how to be The perfect Mother to me, And I learned a Mom's trust Is most always fair and just.
I was met by family and friends, The joy here has no end, I am too happy to be sad, And do miss the Mom I had.
So carry on your merry way, I have only moved far away. We all must learn only love Is all we take to Heaven above.
I know when I will meet you, And will be hear to greet you, For time here doesn't exist But you remain atop my list.
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Posted: Mar 2012
About this poem:
I posted this,and others,on Grieving Mothers yesterday.This one only took a few minutes to write(I'm guessing about 5).When the passion is right in-your-face,the words flow easily. Edited:This poem felt incomplete so I added to it.
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