Mommy, as I sit here missing you
these questions I must ask,
Will this feeling ever end
or is it going to last?
is it really over
Are you really gone,
with nothing left but memories
to carry you on.
The days just don't seem
the same At times I think I'll go insane.
I want to pick up the phone
and hear your loving voice
if I could only do that
I know I would rejoice.
I long to see your smiling face
Or feel your soft warm imbrace,
or smell your sweet parfum,
or feel your footsteps Mommy,
As you walk across the room.
I know someday I'll see you,
I just don't know when,
When that day does come
I know I'll be happy again.
I LOVE YOU MOMMY!!!

T.L.GrayByrd