Happy Birthday, Mom
My Mother is way long gone....
But I wish I could hug her and sing her a song.
As her birthday this year is on Mother's Day.
And we cannot blow out the candles this May!
I have written about Irene before.
A most fitting name for a woman who wanted peace
forevermore.
She lives is God's golden city,
And, knowing her, making it extraordinarily pretty.
Have a room ready for me, Mom, when I come home.
So that on the stars and Milky Way, we shall forever roam.
Your daughter...Panagiota
May 10, 2020
2pm PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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