Mom
in dreams like a haunting melody your voice calls to me
sweet and sad i move to your music
feeling your joy and your pain we dance in my memory
because that is all you are now
a longing,an ache that has no cure
your touch almost forgotten
i try to hold on to you but your face is lost
in the withering wrinkles of time
i was angry you left so quickly but knew it was your time to go
i truly wish your soul the peace it deserves
i really miss you
Copyright © Tina Rossman | Year Posted 2012
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