Flying High

Tears raining down my face Heart, breaking, aching Loud deafening sounds of her silent voice, No longer to be heard... Still, I will hold on to those wonderful memories we shared, Those memories floating in my heart and soul never to be forgotten. Fly away my sweet darling mother (aka) Momzel Be free as the birds in the sky...birds that you love beyond measure Soar high, so high, fly with them, and feel the wind under your wings. Be free, be at peace... Always and forever! (c) Karen Edwards-Gregory-2021