Mom In The Sky Above - Poem by Christina Posey
For her life was very memorable,
which feels my heart.
for on that day she passed away,
I dropped to the floor and fell apart.
Deep past the blue sky above,
There is a heaven with open gates.
I see my mom fly like a dove.
I would like to join her, but i have to wait.
As she vows her new life within the clouds,
she leaves the memorys behind.
As the family get together in a crowd,
her life is completely defined.
My mom will be with me,
as for she has not left this world.
because i have the memorys,
that have beautifully impearled.
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