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I miss you Mama.
I miss you Mama
Now I'm growing old,
Just as I've missed you,
since I was ten years old.
And all those years in between,
I missed you, Mama, even as a teen.
When other girls rebelled
I'd have given anything
To have you to rebel against,
to hear you say I'm home too late.
And you've been staring at the garden gate,
worrying about my fate.
Instead...........I missed you Mama.
Dad sure did his best,
but how can any father
replace a mom like you.
I've missed you for so long,
Each word I write is true.
I did my best with little brother.
Cuddled him and played his games,
But most of all, I'm sure you'd guess
I told him stories.. Made up names.
Made up allsorts. He laughed again.
It seemed so long but laugh again he did,
And grew to be a real good man,
He helps others whenever he can.
Oh! I miss you Mama,
please have no doubt,
the years were long... life without
your tender smile, your warm embrace,
Aromas of your perfume
still waft across my face.
The memories come flooding back.
Memory smells, Apple blossom,
Memory smells, we all have got them.
My memories are locked inside,
I need, from others to always hide
our treasured time together.
Because it was so short.
I keep our precious memories
safe inside my thoughts.
Locked within a Treasure chest,
Hidden in my heart.
The only things I have of you,
wrapped in gold....... forever true.
I try so hard to make it real.....
Seeing you again.
But my faith is weak, I do still try,
Remembering there was no ' '' Goodbye'' ,
So I HAVE to see you once again,
Run to you and hold you tight,
And never let you go again..