MAMA'S SHOES

MAMA’S SHOES

I’d like to wear your Mama’s shoes,
slip them on for a while.
Be a Mama figure that might
ease your pain …  make you smile.

Her shoes would be hard to fill. She’s 
been so giving, so kind.
I’d just try to shuffle around,
take troubles … off your mind.

Like to be her ears that listen,
when need someone to hear.
To be her strong arms holding you,
while hearing … every fear.

Like to be her lips that whisper,
scriptures that calm your heart.
Giving consolation and hope,
leaving strength … when we’d part.

But you know, I can’t fill her shoes,
no one can take her place. 
Just know dear friend, I’m here for you,
till you can see … her face.

Nov. 27, 2021
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September 28, 2024 at 7:36 PM
Barbara, I love the empathy you show to someone who has lost their mother. It is a very loving and caring poem.
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