Thinking About Mom

In the coming years, I hope
That my children begin to feel
The way I feel when I think of you;
That they begin to see me as I see you;
That they remember times
Like lying together under starry sky
And counting shooting stars;
And that these moments become years.

1 comments:

georgia said...

Wow, my precious son, that is the best compliment you could ever give me, you amaze me and always have!!! What a great poet you are, and writer! I so remember the night, and the joy and love you have ALWAYS brought into my heart! You are my treasure on this earth, my blessing from GOD, and I will always love you and carry you in my heart! xoxoxox

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