Longing To Hear

Even if I did not take it
                            I would still love to hear
The advice of my dear mother
                            Oh how I wish she was near.
I would love to pick up the phone
                             and hear her voice at the other end.
The kind words of my mother
                             brings comfort to the confusion within.
During the storms of life
                              she helps me to weather every storm.
Oh how I long to be near mother
                               and rest safely within her arms.
It’s during these times of struggles
                              Oh how I miss her so much.
Years and years of her teaching
                   it certainly pulls at the heart
 To hear her words of wisdom
                    it keeps pulling my heart apart.





  Just watching tv and see's a young lady pick up the phone to call her mother for advice.
It sent chills down my spine.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Winter Avatar
February 8, 2009 at 5:04 AM
You really struck a chord with this one Mary. What I wouldn't give to to talk to my mom again. So many questions of advice, so much to share good and bad. No one to share pictures with the way I used to with her. It goes on and on, doesn't it. Beautiful write. Love, Shar
Bingham Avatar
February 7, 2009 at 11:02 PM
We don't really know how much we love and cherish them till they are no longer here, I know the feeling. Beautiful sentiments and Blessings always, Ron
Jordan Avatar
February 7, 2009 at 7:56 PM
Mary for me that would be my Grandmother who raised me as best she could - I was so high I didn't even realize - I should have been so much more for her and my Grandfather - The way I treated them both was shameful to say the least - One of those regrets that never fade - I would give anything just to be able to say I love you to them - Though in retrospect I guess I just did - God Bless, MJ
Mckenzie Avatar
February 7, 2009 at 7:22 PM
Oh Dear Mary such a sad but heartfelt write about missing your Mother.I feel your longing. I to have no Mom she died 21 years ago its hard, but there isn't a day I am sure she comes to your mind! Sweet write with great flow! Love Laura :)
Richards Avatar
February 7, 2009 at 7:05 PM
I feel the same way about my own mother...she has been gone so many years, however, I never get over wishing I could talk with her. a lovely tribute to your mother. ~ Carrie
Burton Avatar
February 7, 2009 at 6:31 PM
The smallest witness of things just ignites fire to our bones and next thing you know your writing a beautiful tribute to your mother. Enjoyed reading this and have a pleasant day.
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