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by Shelley Williams May 11, 2015 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Mother's Day is missing the best one I have known, You see she is an angel with wings now, of her own. There was not a chance to say how much I care, Whispers of the heart is a feeling she is there. She left us in a hurry when it was time to fly, Heaven called her home without saying goodbye. I hope to see her glow in the heavens up above, When it is my turn to go may I be met with her love. The day will be in memory of her warm loving smile, The nurture of a mother that once took times of trial. Flowers on her headstone and thoughts of her today, Her memories are cherished inside where precious stay.