Well tomorrow will be a year since the good Lord called my Mom home. It's so hard to believe! So many regrets. So many what ifs .
Sometimes something will happen and I think oh I need to call Mom and tell her that, and it hits me like a ton of bricks that I can't.
I know where she is, she lacks for nothing for she is with the Savior and it's me who lacks for her.
Mommy I miss you and wish I could of done more to show you my love!
Until we meet soon, know that you are sadly missed!
The Rain Wont Stop
after some days of freedom
from the raging rain that falls
it is back in earnest crying
as its full might unfold
hearts of steel are challenged
to keep all that it can hold
and into the night the drops
drenching the already
there is no hope of reprieve
for poor prisoners on hold
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