To Mom

Mom and Me

 

To Mom
.

.
It’s hard to believe that you’re gone,

And I still miss you so.

You’ve been gone a couple of  years,

It doesn’t seem so long.

.
It seems like only yesterday

When last I saw your face,

And not so very far away,

I still can feel your present grace.

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I know you lived to ninety three

And that’s a long long time,

But I still wish you here with me,

It’s just the thought is so sublime.

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You were my shining example.

You had an open door!

Your generosity ample,

When you would pray and feed the poor.

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You would deliver meals on wheels,

Until you couldn’t drive,

And supported all the church appeals,

The whole long time you were alive.

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There was always room at table,

Just find another chair.

Just as long as you were able,

A warm welcome was always there.

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You had such a stubborn spirit,

And a heart of pure gold.

Well, I often didn’t hear it,

When you would give a needed scold.

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Though you’re gone I feel your presence.

I feel your wisdom in my soul.

Things you taught me are the essence,

Of the spirit that makes me whole.

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Never said enough “I love You”.

I really hope you knew.

Y our hand is on my shoulder too,

When I still wonder what to do.

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Author Notes

Missing you Mom


This poem is a set of Quatrains written in an 8/6/8/8 syllable count and an abab rhyme scheme.


This is a picture of me and my mom in 1984.

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