~*Hmmm.....*~

I don't know why, but I'm feeling a mom moment. Maybe, she is trying to talk to me. Anyway, I wrote a poem for her tonight. Also, I'm not being morbid, but I have included a couple of pictures of her grave. It's really a pretty place.

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I miss my mom
she could fix anything
scraped elbows to tummy pains
her love and a kiss
was all she needed to bring

I miss my mom
she had all the answers, I know
why is the grass green
how far is the moon
her experience helped me to grow

I miss my mom
I still talk to her deep in the night
I tell her the problems that make me worry
she listens and assures me with all her motherly magic
that the future is fruitful and bright

I miss my mom
how proud she would be of me
I think of her often and follow her ways
smiling to strangers and doing things right
I think I'm exactly where I am supposed to be.

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My mom's grave



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The bench we bought to put beside her grave

MunCHinG: tootsie rolls
HeaRiNG: anime behind me
ReaDiNG: textbooks
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© jofetish on
Saturday, Jul. 02, 2005 at 12:40 a.m.
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