A poem for Mom 

A smile of yours, in a frame of gold. 

Visions of what you were, frozen without ice. 

Knowing your flesh is not here, but your soul is close. 

Could you send a breeze with a butterfly, missing you might sting a little less. 

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8 comments

  1. Your beautiful poem brought tears to my eyes…yet a smile because you both look so happy in the photo. Remember, your lovely Mom lives on in you! You have her smile!

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