I think of you everyday even when the season's change.Spring was your favorite time, hummingbirds and Butterflies. It's been seven years since you passed.I called your phone everyday after that, praying you would answer and say hi.I talk to you often, well when I need you the most, you also visit me well your ghost.
My memories I hold dear to my heart, It kills me that I didn't do my part.The beat daughter no I wasn't, I could of been better but of course Im a rebel. I am proud ro be your daughter now and forever, our bond will never sever.I will be with you again someday. Until then I have pictures and memories two get me through, and hope that I always told you how much that I love you! !
The beat daughter no I wasn't..............i bet you meant best. many aren't! same with sons! ! and dads and moms, et al. i like, especially, never sever, the look and sound, and the meaning. to MyPoemList. bri ;)
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Beautiful memoriam elegantly penned from the heart. Deep feelings expressed with clarity of thought and mind. Passionately penned, it touched my heart. Thanks for sharing Theresa and do remain enriched.