I thought I heard your voice yesterday
When someone called it was the wrong number
But then I heard your voice
It sang to me in whispers
Just like the way I remember that you used to sing
You remembered me and came back to say goodbye
Even though it's just your voice and not you that I see
I can hear it all so clearly now
All that you ever meant to me
I feel your soul when I close my eyes
Telling me everything is gonna be alright
So I won't cry myself to sleep tonight
I'll think of your voice and I'll know that you are just a call away
Even if it's just pretend
The beauty of this poem hynotized me. Yes, a mother never forgets her children. Her soul becomes more proficient in telepathy and she caresses and guides her children through sweet dreams.
nice work, sorry for your loss. I wrote a poem about my husband's demise. Your poem reminded me of that one called, Can you see me, please'.
Sorry for your loss. Thank you for reading it. Love paying tribute to my mom, we were very close.
A wonderful tribute to your Mother and what a beautiful picture. I lost my Mum last year and I feel her presence. Thank You I just tried to comment also on another write of yours that I enjoyed but it didn't take. Sorry. I wish you much happiness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Far beyond! With the muse of love. Nice work.