(A poem from my mother who I lost tragically almost a year ago.)
Here we go again, another poem for you
I am still proud, of all the things you do
Now you are all grown up, a family of your own
I am happy for you, so why do I feel alone?
Bringing me a grandson, what a treasure this is
Making new memories, that will someday be his
I am here for you, wishing I could do more
Like hugs and holding you, or just shopping in a store
We all move on, with lives of our own
But memories with you, are the best I have known
I hurt when you hurt, I cry when you cry
I try to reach you by looking in the sky
But the clouds get in the way, and the stars are too bright
But I think and pray for you, each and every night
This may seem funny, but really it’s true
Without you my daughter, whatever would I do?
So look in the sky, move the clouds and the stars
And you just might see me, looking for you from afar.