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Missing You
Missing You
by Amy Swanson
Sunny day...
reminds me of the warmth
in your smile
Today I saw
a mom and daughter
walking arm in arm
talking
laughing
shopping...
how I wished it could be us.
It seems so many little things...
and some days, it is everything...
or even, just anything.....
reminds me of you.
I remember
your laugh...
the sparkle of your dark brown eyes
a merry mischief twinkled
from their depths
I remember
how we talked
of everything
and nothing
at the same time;
no one else has ever understood me like you did.
All my bad...
my faults and habits...
rebellious teenage years...
you loved me still
like any good mother does.
*and you were*
Such a good mother.
Oh, how I wish that I could tell you
one more time
how much you've meant to me
how much
I love you.
My little girl was sick the other night...
and as I bathed her with wet towels
bringing down her fever,
checking on her through the night
medicines around the clock
constant hugs and gentle words -
I thought of you.
All the times
you did the same for me...
All the times
I never got to say
"thank you," Mom
*so much*
for helping me be
who I am today.
And so I write
thinking of you
picturing so clearly in my mind
beautiful thoughts
precious memories
of
you-
and hope somehow you know
how very much
you'll always mean to me;
how very much
I'm
missing you.
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