James Foulk Poet Free verse

Janurary Twenty-Third

Happy birthday mom,
today you would have been
one-hundred-three,
hard to believe you have
been gone almost ten years.

Mom you use to tell me,
to call you, write you,
said I would, but never did,
over and over you told me,
someday I won't be here,

mom I know that, I will write,
I will call, but never did.
You always wrote, always called,
whenvery we parted, I would always
say, if I don't see you again
will see you in heaven.

Today mom, wished I could call
and tell you how much love have
I for you, so nice if could send
a birtdday card to you, that's not
to be, so this poem says it all.

Mom growing up, thought
you would be here for ever, never
dreaming of losing you.
Mom wished I could be like
you, so giving, so caring.

You always thought of others
never of your self, you always
lifted me up, encouraging me is so
many ways, your faith in me
amazed me so.

So mother dear, hape a happy
birtday in heaven, love you so,
someday soon, will say happy
birtday to your face.

wrote 1-23-07  in memory of my mom  Marge Leaming born 1-23-04 and died 6-05-97

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Andrea Dietrich May 3, 2011 at 2:14 PM wow, what a lovely poem for your mom. I hope she is reading it from heaven, James. Very well penned.

Sharon Winter July 17, 2008 at 5:28 AM Lovely tribute to your mother. Lost mine some 8 years ago. Sometimes it seems like yesterday. I feel my mom so often too. Miss her terribly. Love, Shar

Carrie Richards July 16, 2008 at 6:16 PM A lovely tribute to your mother. I lost my mother too, when I was 20, and she was only 42. I thought I would have her my whole life back then, but though many, many years have passed since her death, she is still with me every day. I feel her presence...I hope you feel the same about your mother. This beautiful poem reflects your love for her. Blessings, Carrie

Michael Jordan July 16, 2008 at 5:16 PM I would think up in heaven your Mother is smiling - often in life we take for granted that we have more time - Your Love for your Mother is what I feel as I read your words - Lovely poem - stay blessed