My Mother
The dim twilight peeks through the trees
Along with a soft, warm gentle breeze
This brings along fond memories of you
I tend to stick to them like they’re glue
I think of your face, your bright smiling eyes
You were so lovely, so mild yet so wise
I’m grateful to have known you; sad all the same
For life is too short, and that’s just a shame
The luminous moon shines all over the land
New shadows dance by as I glance at my hand
The ring that you gave me glistens in the dark night
I stare at it ‘til everything else is out of my sight
My eyes linger there for just a moment it seems
But maybe it’s longer- it sparkles, it gleams
Just like you- your tender, sweet smile
I simply cannot help but reminisce for a while
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