Missing You, Mama
My heart was seized by grief; for days, the tears would flow.
No blow could be more shocking. My sweet Mama died
On Labor Day, September 5, two thousand five.
Precious memories of her deep love bring me a smile~~
This Labor Day, September 5 of twenty-two.
September 5, 2022
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2022
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