Final Memory

                          Final Memory

As I stood there beside her, my thoughts raced through my mind like a raging river.
I gently held her hand and gave her a kiss, she laughed and we danced.
We  watched sad movies and baked sugar cookies.
Now I stand here beside her and hold her hand.
I give her a kiss,but there is no laughter or dancing.
She is resting now, my best friend-my mother is gone.





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this is only something I wrote. My mother did not pass.