I thought of you this morning Ma, as I do most every day.
I miss the crazy things you did, your laughter and your way.
Your sunny disposition, your optimistic light.
Remembering the songs you used to sing to us at night....zzzz
And now I must, "Get on with it", as you would like to say.
Just had to say I Love You, because it's Mothers Day.
By Johanne R. Deschamps
Copyright © Johanne Deschamps | Year Posted 2016
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