In Loving Memory of My Mother
A lady I once knew
With a constant smile
So intriguing, ruling the world
With a personality of perfection
Missing is far too short
And tears of pain are all I have to offer.
A lady I knew was my companion
I cannot come face to face
The fear of all sensations
Is choking my spirit
The questions form and clutter my head
Come back down for awhile
You are so high
Far too high for me to say
The man who murders thrives
The woman who cheats stays
Yet the woman who captures
A beautiful soul inside her body walls
Gets buried beneath us all
Copyright © Patrick Hanifin | Year Posted 2008
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