I miss you mom whenever I am happy.
I did run to your warm embrace,
wasting your time with my crazy lines.
I miss you whenever I am sad or lonely,
recalling times I rested my head
on your slim shoulders.
I miss you mom whenever I felt returning
all the love you gave and shared.
You always knew I would.
I miss you mom whenever I felt like saying
'thank you' for standing up beside me,
for the choices I made
that differed from yours, made you sigh,
and broke your heart. You know I would
but you left before I could.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
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