Ode to the Woman who essentially was my Mother

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Open Poetry #4

Ode to the Woman who essentially was my Mother

Beri
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since 1999-11-25

Posts 149

0 posted 1999-12-16 04:56 PM

Watching me from above,
Showering on me all your love.
Smiling down on me,
Pushing me to be all that I can be.
Thoughts of you give me the inspiration I need,
You enter my mind every time I do a good deed.
You left me so long ago,
I do always try to remember though
That your suffering is now done,
And you're shining as happily as the sun.
You've gone to a better place
And I can imagine that smile upon your face,
But I do have to admit to my pain
And say that sometimes I have gone quite insane.
It's hard not having you here in body, but just in soul,
But each day I remind myself of my goal:
To remember you're with me every step of the way,
To remember you guide me through each and every day...
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I miss you, Aunt Alice, that is for sure
And each day I still love you more and more.

If you love something, set it free, if it comes back to you, its meant to be...

Cuddlez
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since 1999-11-27

Posts 422
Walla Walla, WA 99362

1 posted 1999-12-16 05:08 PM

Great poem. Just because she isnt your mother by blood doesnt mean she doesnt care as much about you

). Its obvious the reverse is true with you

Time flies? Say it not so, time stays we go.

Beri
Member

since 1999-11-25

Posts 149

2 posted 1999-12-16 06:38 PM

Thanks again Cuddlez! She is my aunt through blood, my mother's sister, she raised my brother and I when times were tough, up until she passed away. You are right in saying the reverse is true. Thank you!

If you love something, set it free, if it comes back to you, its meant to be...

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