Unnamed Memory.

by ABake   Jun 21, 2007


You used to brush my hair.
And take me on walks in the park.
You used to reassure me,
There were no monsters in the dark.

You used to read me stories.
And tuck me into bed.
You would give me goodnight kisses,
And then rub my head.

You were the perfect mommy.
And now I miss you so.
I wish you were still here,
I hope you know.

I wish you were here today,
To mend my broken hearts.
And help me through rough days.

I only remember some times we shared.
But with those little memories,
You always showed you cared.

I wish I could say we had more times,
But sadly we don't.
So in my mind we have a little something,
That I'd like to call unnamed memories.

[Interpret it however you want]

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  • 17 years ago

    by Nathan Turner

    Nice poem about your mother, all that emotion seems to have been released into rhyming words which mean alot to you and others

  • 17 years ago

    by Sourav

    Nice poem... I liked the name too... Well structured writing... Well done!