I hear the sound of gentile rain like teardrops on the windowpane. - TopicsExpress



          

I hear the sound of gentile rain like teardrops on the windowpane. A priceless smile in a wooden frame,I lay here and imagine it all. As a river of memories rush through my head. Oh how I miss your blue eyes, your soft skin, the sound of your voice, the love of your heart when I was wrapped up in your arms, so close. Thats really what I miss the most. My body aches, my mind is still numb another birhtday without you here. Has it been weeks or has it been years? I find it hard to keep track of time. I breathe in and I breathe out, but its getting tougher to live here without you mom!😢 Happy birthday mom🎈🎈Its hard to believe you would only be 54!!!! Love you with all my heart hope to see you in my dreams tonight 💓👼💋⭐️
Posted on: Sat, 24 Jan 2015 22:14:56 +0000

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