Every December Poem by T.L. Toadvine

Every December

Rating: 5.0


Tomorrow, she dies
Just as she has every December
Since she left

My grief, my pain
My wellspring of memories
They all remain

But her sweet voice
Her smile
And the eyes that loved me most
Live on, only in the silence
I miss you Mommy

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Nice tribute to a loving mother. Top score

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