For Mother's Day --
I miss Mama
I miss Mama
There are times, now and then, when the feelings wash over
me-
I may be shopping, I may be lonely, or maybe sitting on the
porch just sipping tea.
Then, and now, seem to overlap and sweet memory comes to
call.
As I see her face, I hear her voice, and the way the light
danced in her hair.
In moments like those, I feel the loss, and remember she’s
not there;
I miss the smiling woman in the picture hanging on the wall.
I miss Mama.
I miss Mama
She wasn’t perfect, just a woman, she was trying the best
she could
But she loved her family, did her best, and always taught her kids to be good.
Then, and now, seem to overlap and sweet memory comes to
call.
Her eyes twinkle and I hear the echo of her laugher as her
arms open wide.
Wrapped up in her warm love; you knew nothing could happen
with her by your side.
I miss the smiling woman, the always smiling woman, in the picture hanging on the wall.
I miss Mama.
--Marilyn A. Hudson, 2014
Velma D. Cochren Terry and her sister Elva Cochren Merry, ca 1990 |
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