Thinking Back Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Memories sweet mother,
Of being with you,
As pure as gold,
Loving and true.
I remember that cute doll,
That you'd bought for me,
I opened my present,
Her cute face did see,
Big cheeky smile,
All over her face,
Cheeks filled with freckles,
I felt my heart race,
I gave out a shriek,
Such excitement I felt,
The perfect gift,
Your money well spent.
For I loved her,
As much as I loved you,
She was my friend,
That is so true.
Memories sweet mother,
They were just fine,
I'm so glad,
That you were mine.

Jayne Louise Davies