That gentle hand I held so tight,
Those comforting words that made things right,
Your loving smile,
All gone away,
I miss you on this Mother's Day,
I long to shower you with presents,
But I can't get to you in heaven,
But though you are so far away,
I'll remember you each day.
We'll meet again,
I know for sure,
So until then,
I'll think of you.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem