A dusty shoe box filled with pictures,
letters from your pen back home
I remember fun and lectures
as I let my memories roam.
Growing-up was never easy,
or so I thought when I was young
today it makes my stomach queasy,
to see how fast my time has sprung.
Never did I recognize
the sacrifices you took on
as I know my countless vices
fifteen thousand miles forgone.
Still I grow and still I falter
not seem to learn from my mistakes
I need to kneel before the alter
to ask forgiveness for I’ve caused ache.
Today we share a talk and laughter
life’s gentle breeze keeps us at calm
so I can love you as your daughter,
you’ll always be my loving mom.
and your mom and you have a special bond, that is PRICE-LeSs!
Given from God above
a mothers special brand of love
to cherish forever in a day
as we see ourselves in our own children one Future day to come.
I'm glad you know and have shared, your mom would be even prouder, to know this special warm caring wisdom-filled daughter!
WRITE ON!
Warmest of Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Lady SHEExooo
Thanks for sharing
Love & peace be with you both
William
Love Ch'erie
A good daughter always will thing of mother.
Georg
Such a beautiful tribute to your Mom. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
hugs
Fee
What a beautiful tribute to your Mom. I'm sure we've all made mistakes we'd love to atone for. You're lucky you had the chance to tell your Mom. So often we take time for granted, and before we can say anything, our Moms or Dads are gone. Wonderful write.
Mary
We only have one mom...and her worth is beyond words. But your writing captures some of it!