The Hub In My Wheel
She was the hub in my wheel.
Her love guided me day by day.
My wheel will forever be broken because
the One I was attached, has gone away.
Memories continue to linger
and grief continues to flow.
I wasn't there to hold her hand
when she finally had to go.
I love her more each passing day
as the years crawl slowly by.
The Hub in my Wheel, the Center of my World
was that Precious Mama of mine.
Copyright © Edna Carroll | Year Posted 2015
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