I miss the smell of your perfume and the wrinkles on your face
I miss the way you light a room when you walked into the place
I miss the times you let me try my clumsy hand at baking
Or the way that opportunities were yours then, for the taking
I miss your hair, your eyes, your clothes, I even miss your skin
I miss the way you hugged me tight and said that I could win
I miss the times I cried to you I miss the good times too
But most of all I miss your love it always will stay true
And even though I can’t feel you or see you laugh or smile
You’re always there to cheer me on no matter what the trial
So dear mom I hope you know I’ll always miss you, yet--
I know that through the good and bad I love you, don’t forget.
(Just been thinking about her a lot lately. She was the greatest woman I know.)
<3 Love you cousin <3
ReplyDeleteYou're such a strong person, Liz. I really admire you. Your mom sounds like she was a wonderful mother and friend.
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