Missing Mom
Precious moments are gone
tears of a crying soul that long
here today gone tomorrow
in the heart sorrow
reaching and touching your hand
a heart that felt broken
thousands of words left unspoken
a voice no longer heard
here today gone tomorrow
all that is left is sorrow.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2024
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