You've been gone so long now but it seems like yesterday
You were here beside me guiding me every way.
Your long black tresses, so silky, smooth
Graced your five foot frame
With eyes as black as lumps of coal, your vision still remains.
I see you everywhere I turn, your laughter fills the air
Like moonbeams dancing on the clouds
With stars around you proud.
Everything you told me, everything you did
I practice doing what you said, like I did when as a kid
I remember you saying this tiny little phrase,
"Don't fret, my fair haired butterfly
One day, you'll be all grown
Your wings they soon will fly
Then my darling little girl, you'll be on your own."
But how could I without your grace
And gentle nudging play
Find myself, all grown up without your knowing way?
Now, I'm the mirror of your soul
Reflecting all I learned
I've passed along your special love
To my children for to learn
Those Mothers, everywhere this world
Were special little girls
Turned into kind, the Mother roles, watching their children grow.
Oh, Mother, I do miss you so but I know that you're all right
And yes, I know one day will come when we'll be in sight
Then we'll romp and frolic when as a child I knew
And sit and talk and laugh and cry
We'll have our second try.
Until it comes, I want you to know, I remember you everyday
And cherish all you did for me in your special way.
Now, it's time for me to close
You've heard my every word
I'm holding you close, down in my heart
On this blessed Mother's Day.
In loving memory of my Cherokee mother, Cille
1919 - 1984