In my dark room laying on my bed. Thinking of my mom. I miss her more each day. It doesnt get easier. The days feel longer and lonelier and more difficult with out her. I need her now more than ever. I miss her voice. Her kisses and hugs. Her every morning 530 phone calls. I find myself reminiscing more of her time with me. Her time was shorten here on earth. Although I may never understand why? As I lay in a puddle of tears on my bed shutting my eyes so tightly to capture her image, I feel her next to me. I want to hold her closely and never lose her sight. I can feel her presence while blocking all the noises around me afraid loose her image her sense her touch. If only in that moment could last forever. As I open my watery eyes I see my mommy slowly fading .... I miss her and love her. If I were given that one chance it would be to hold her closely and whisper in her ear I love you mommy. As inlay here in my bed tears flowing down my cheeks reminiscing...
Posted on: Tue, 11 Nov 2014 05:26:02 +0000
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