Mother's Day, a Daughter's Hope
Now I sit at the graveside of memory,
on this eve of Mother's Day,
The path that I walked to your gravesite
Strewn with petals of flowers in May
Roses are red, but somehow, I'm blue,
For long loss and heartaches
And mother; of you.
I brought you my tokens, then left at your feet,
Longing for belonging,
In your Mother love sweet.
Mother, so longed I, I know that you knew
I sought, and I'd waited, for sweet time with you
I sit at the gravesite of your memory
Hoping in heaven that one day there'll be,
Time for a new hope, refreshing as rain,
And, Mother, my hope to be near you again
Roses have thorns mom, I know this is true
And true love has pain, mom, I truly loved you.
On Mother's Day Eve, I hope in some way,
God gifts you my Mama,
A sweet Mother's Day
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