Miss You Loads

I miss you loads… My mum she was, kind and meek In the wardrobe of my memories for her do I now seek She is gone in the tomb There she is carefree like in a mother’s womb Devoted she remained as long as she was alive Indebted to her sweet tender care does my whole being thrive Her face was my solace She was my life’s only Ace Her shadow was my comfort Crying on her shoulders was my only resort Every morning she would wake me up like the cool morning breeze In her lap all my fear would freeze Hidden in a veil she used to work all day From her God for us only she would pray Where is she gone I wonder My quest to see her again does not ever surrender Like a beautiful flower was her pure face My mind does not let it ever efface Her ears were seats where all my secrets were poured Bless her soul with peace Oh my Lord!