Our mothers love was her profession,
A job she could never retire.
Her eyes held all of her memories,
Her heart held all of her fire.
She loved us without any conditions,
In her eyes we could do no wrong.
I will never meet anyone with that much love,
Never meet anyone so strong.
You gave us all what we needed
To help us lead a good life.
I know it might be a cliche,
But I searched for parts of you for a wife.
Nobody could ever replace you
It hurts to let you go.
Now your at rest and sleeping
This last thing I want you to know.
We all love and miss you so.***
Copyright © Simon Hamill | Year Posted 2020
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